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writingwhatiwanttoread · 2 months ago

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Help! I've Landed in a FanFiction (Chapter 3)

Pairing: fem!OC x Justice League

Genre: OC insert, Soulmate AU, Isekai, Reverse Harem

Characters: OC, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Hal Jordan, Diana Prince, Barry Allen, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Cassandra Cain, Barbara Gordon, John Constantine, and other DC characters as the story progresses

Warnings: all warnings not tagged, suicidal ideation, domestic violence, general violence and dark, 18+ themes, read at your own risk

Summary: Katie Smith wakes up in a new world, one out of comic books and ridiculously cheesy tropes. All she wants to do is find her way back home, but no one is helping her. Worst of all, they claim to be her soulmates. Surely it's all dream. How can she make herself wake up?

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3 (This One)

Chapter 3: Why Couldn't It Have Been Harry Potter?

Katie was kind of tired of waking up places that were (1) not her bed and (2) around weird men. She came to a bit violently--her chest was aching like she got punched (a sensation she unfortunately knew well) and she felt disoriented and confused. Three pairs of concerned eyes stared back at her.

"Gandalf!" She smiled at the staffed black and red boy-man above her. The other two snickered.

“Uh, what?”

Katie sat up gingerly. She was still on the roof, so she couldn’t have been out long. She stood up, grabbing Gandalf’s outstretched hand, and wobbled a bit.

“Thank god I’m not with that bald fu—freak anymore. He was seriously annoying.” She said cheerfully, looking over the side of the building with a detached amusement. She stepped closer . Is it like Inception? Can I just walk off and wake up?

“Uh, lady, I would back up if I were you.” The flying one hovered behind her. She didn’t look at him, but tipped forward. Quick as lightning, the goggled kid pulled her back. The three were gaping at her, each face grim and worried.

She rolled her eyes.

“So, is this where you give me a quest and send me on my way to a volcano.”

“I’m not Gandalf.”

“You have a staff,” she pointed out.

“Shesgotapoint.”

“Impulse.”

“C’mon Rob, it’s a compliment.”

Gandalf ignored his friends.

“My name is Red Robin and I…”

She laughed, interrupting him. “Like the burger chain? Kid, that’s worse.”

He looked politely confused. He continued. “I’m Red Robin. That’s Superboy, and this is Impulse. We are part of Young Justice.”

“…you definitely got the young part down.” Katie muttered under her breath.

He pitched his voice lower, as if he were trying to handle her carefully. “I take it you haven’t heard of us. Or maybe you’re confused. Did Luthor hit your head at all?” He reached to touch her, presumably looking for bumps, but Katie flinched and stepped back.

The boy stilled, hands lifted slowly. His voice was soft. “Ok, we don’t have to do that right now. I don’t want to rush you, and I promise I’d do this differently if we had more time, but Luthor isn’t going to let his office blowing up stop him from coming after us. We need to go and get somewhere secure.” He said a code into the earpiece he was wearing and gave Katie a smile.

There was an awkward silence as Katie hugged herself and the three cosplayers(?) heroes (?) on the roof whispered to each other. Every time she stepped close to the edge of the roof, one of them would step in front of her, herding her back to the middle of the roof. About ten minutes passed until a sleek, black plane hovered above them. The engine made the roof uncomfortably warm and she couldn’t hear the instructions Gandalf Red Robin shoulder over the wind and machine noises. A rope ladder descended, and they pushed her towards it. A strong hand on her back supported her as she climbed up slowly. Finally, two sets of hands pulled her up into the plane, and she stumbled before eventually finding her balance.

The blue bird dude and red helmeted guy were standing next to each other. There was a young boy in a costume (yeah, that was definitely a Robin from what she could remember) behind them, glaring at her. Red Robin and the other two followed her and finally, the rope was pulled up and the door was closed and the silence felt oppressive.

“Hello.” The blue bird guy stepped forward. “I’m Nightwing. This is the Red Hood and behind him is Robin.” The guy spoke cheerfully, but it seemed strained. “Red Robin mentioned you might have a concussion? Can you tell us your name?”

“Katie.” She said distractedly, in awe of the modern tech surrounding her. “Katherine to bald, creepy guys though.” She grinned as she looked at the group. They stared back at her.

“Tough crowd.” She said lightly. Looking around she directed her next question to the Red Robin kid. “Y’all have problems with women or something, kid? Is there a glass ceiling even in the hero community? Unless Darth Vader over there is actually a girl.”

The red helmeted guy let out a mechanical scoff and undid his head gear. He was wearing a domino mask underneath and frowning.

“Lady, our strongest hero is a woman.”

“Hood is Wonder Woman’s biggest fan,” teased Nightbird. “He’s sensitive.”

Hood slapped him hard on the back of his head.

The baby Robin stepped forward. “What are your intentions here, imposter?”

Katie backed up as the boy brandished a sword. “They let you play with knives?!” She ignored his sputtered outrage as she directed her next question to the tall blue guy. He seemed like the leader of the whole operation. She pushed up her glasses which were slipping down her nose.

“Nightbird, right? Thanks for getting me away from that Luthor guy, I really appreciate it, but I should be getting home soon.”

He looked concerned, stepping towards her, hands outstretched just like Red Robin. She backed away. “Hands off, handsy. What’s with you people and touching my head?”

“Sorry, ma’am. We’re worried you may be hurt.” Nightbird sounded concerned.

“Ma’am was my mother.” She joked. Nightbird smiled.

“Ok, sorry Katie.” She inclined her head.

“Go ahead, feel away I guess.” She tried not to cringe as he gently checked the back of her head for wounds. He grabbed some cream and put it on the bruising around her eye and cheek.

“Did Luthor hit you? You must have been with him a while, huh? This bruising looks to be a week or so old.”

“Um. Sure, let’s go with that.” She glanced around the plane in awe missing the looks the boys gave each other.

“Do you know what he wanted?” Red Robin asked. Katie shrugged.

“Some weird monologue about universes and soul marks and how it was a shame someone so ugly and stupid like me could be “chosen” or something like that. I wasn’t paying too much attention. His bald head was blinding me.” She barked out a laugh, but again, no one joined her.

“This is honestly the strangest dream I’ve ever had. You’d think if I were dreaming I’d at least have come up with Hogwarts or something. I recognize like just one and a half of you.”

“Oh come on, you buffoons don’t seriously believe this…this…woman. That mark probably isn’t even real.” Baby Robin said sullenly. Katie kept herself from cooing at the little guy.

“Robin, right? I do recognize you. Batman’s partner? I always thought he was the coolest.”

Robin preened. “I guess she’s okay.”

“You know of Batman?” Red Robin guided her to a seat. Everyone seemed interested in her answer. She shrugged.

“Batman. Iron Man. Superman. Spider-Man? Sure. I mean, I didn’t ever read the comics but my…um…boyfriend is super interested in them.”

“Comic books?” Nightbird kneeled down and handed her a bottle of water. “You think you’re in a dream?”

“Oh, I KNOW this is,” Katie said pleasantly. “I went to sleep in bed and woke up trapped by this insane lunatic in desperate need of a wig. I have a weird tattoo that wasn’t there yesterday. I’m meeting people who are naming themselves after birds? I’m just trying to figure out how to get out of it.”

The plane was silent.

“I know! Listen,” she turned towards the baby, “Give me your sword. A clean stab right through the heart should do it.”

“What the fuck?” The Hood guy whispered.

“Every time you die in a dream, you wake up, right? C’mon on. Help a lady out.” She batted her eyelashes but everyone here seemed to have zero sense of humor. It was definitely an indictment of her imagination. She was fucking hilarious. Her dream people should have enjoyed it.

Red Robin kneeled by Nightbird. “Do you know the rules about dreams?”

“That if you’re dreaming about children playing hero in a really fancy technologically advanced plane, you might be having a mental breakdown?”

He smiled slightly. “In dreams, it’s impossible to read or tell time or count your fingers. Can you tell me what time it is?” He handed her a watch.

“…Well, that proves nothing. How do I know you didn’t make that up?”

The Hood guy pinched her hard on her arm.

“OUCH. Shit. That really hurt.” Katie rubbed her shoulder.

“We would like to take you to a secure location, Katie. Just so we can get an idea of what’s happening. Maybe let you sleep and eat a bit. Talk to you about what our next steps will be.” Nightbird said softly.

“So you’re kidnapping me. Again.” Her voice was dry. “You know, if this had been Harry Potter, Dumbledore would have let me do the sword thing.” She crossed her arms and leaned back in her seat closing her eyes. “Fine. Take me to your secret lair. I just hope Bruce Wayne isn’t really a bat in this dream. I always thought it would be cool to meet a billionaire.” She yawned and fell asleep before she could register the shock on her companions faces.

“Well, this is going to be even more of a shit show than we thought.” Hood said quietly, the rest of the plane nodding silently.

#batfam #bruce wayne #clark kent #barry allen #damian wayne #diana prince #dick grayson #hal jordan #fanfiction #help i've landed in a fanfiction #tim drake #jason todd

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a-reader-and-a-writer · 1 year ago

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Yes to that comic version of Bruce! 👏 (what did you think of the bale batman and battinson?) Jensen is a bloody good actor but I just can't process him as the bat I look at him and my brain just says 💗soft💗 I liked the bale batman- although I can't see him as batdad but I can somehow see battinson trying to parent lol Jon Bernthal would make a killer batman for sure. I find it soo hard to fancast and I always end up changing my mind

Who is your Alfred? I love Michael Caine Alfred and I quite liked the Alfred from the Gotham TV series

I can't unsee Brenton Thwaites as Nightwing like in my mind the way Hugh Jackman shall forever be Wolverine and Ian McKellen is forever Gandalf, Brenton Thwaites is now my forever Nightwing. I really really want a Nightwing movie so bad. Have you seen the YouTube Nightwing series?

I've never heard of Tanner Buchanan before, but yo the green eyes sealed the deal there 💚 I find Jason the hardest to cast tbh

Griffin Gluck!! Have you seen locke and key? that's the only thing I've seen him in, Felix Mallard was in it too, I can sometimes envision Felix as Jason sometimes not, I've not seen a fancast before that has made me be like yes that is 100% Jason, I liked the hbo titans version of Jason but only as the hbo titans Jason if that even makes sense, little dude did so good in that role 👏 but anyways sorry for the Jason tangent lol !Griffin Gluck Tim Drake hell yeah! This is partly crack partly not but mostly crack but I can somewhat see Rebal D as Tim Drake the energy in his YouTube videos is at times very Tim to me

I wish dc would even just make a short mini movie, like 15 mins long, about Bruce trying to be a responsible father and damian just being damian 🤣

I know the ages for this arent right but oh well lol, I think I'd fancast Chance Perdomo as Duke, Emma Stone as Steph and Violet Orlandi as Cass, for the life of me I can't come up with anyone for Babara? (I love Violet as Cass, she's not even an actress but she could sooo do it)

Thanks for giving your fancast!! And 10 000% yes to the Wayne Family Adventures it's so perfect, I need to start reading that again. But yeah if you have anymore casting ideas for the batfam or villians etc I'd looovee to hear!

Hi anon!!! This is an AMAZING ask!!! Thank you so incredibly much for taking the time to send it! 🥰

This answer is going to be a bit lengthy so I'm going to put it under the break. And I am planning on doing another post of fancasting like this one for the extended Batfam members so I might not address all your points here, but they will be coming very soon! 😘

First of all, I am a big fan of both Bale and Pattinson's portrayals. I have a hard time picking a favorite because their approaches to the character are so different and yet both valid. I am VERY interested to see what they do with Battinson moving forward since this first movie is still early in his time wearing the cowl where he is still figuring out what Batman should be. And I would LOVE to see him get a Robin in the sequel (preferably sticking with Dick like the canon) but we shall see!

I'm not sure if you've seen The Boys, but Jensen's portrayal of Soldier Boy is all the proof to me that he could nail portraying Batman. And his range in Supernatural (from being a gruff and heartless hunter one minute to breaking down in a softer, protective emotional side the next) solidifies for me that he could switch between Batman to Batdad when needed. And he's charming as hell so Bruce wouldn't be a problem 😂

I'll have my new fancast of Alfred on my next post, but from previous ones, Michael Caine is always my Alfred. I think Andy Serkis is a great version of Alfred for Battinson and is what that Bruce needs (and his performance is great as always) and I enjoyed Sean Pertwee in Gotham (once again, a great interpretation for what *that* Bruce needed). However, Michael Caine was my first live-action Alfred and he was SO PERFECT, I don't think he will ever be topped as my favorite.

To be fair, I think Brenton Thwaites had the look for Dick and I think he could have been a good choice if the show was different, but for me, I can't get over how much Titans tone and interpretation of the characters/stories rubbed me the wrong way. None of the characters felt accurate to me based on their comic counterparts and the studio just tried to be too edgy and dark. The perfect example is the "Fuck Batman" moment. It was all over the trailers and just seemed like something they wanted to push to be like "this ain't your parent's Robin" but they pushed things so far it didn't even feel grounded in the characters I love. (don't even get me started on the Red Hood plot line).

I have seen the Nightwing youtube series and they do a really good job with it! My hope for this new direction of the DC movies and the fact The Brave and the Bold will focus on Bruce and Damian's relationship is that it means they'll include Nightwing and maybe mention Tim now working with the Titans (you don't want to include too many characters in the first movie which is the problem a lot of superhero movies have made lately). And I also want a mention of Jason but not have him returned as Red Hood yet which would be its own movie later.

Speaking of Jason.... While Dick is my first Robin and will always have a very special place in my heart because of that, Jason is my favorite. I just love how complex and rich his character development and story is. I also find casting him really difficult because of that. However, I do think Tanner Buchanan has a good potential. I've seen him in a few smaller roles, but I know he is a main character in Cobra Kai so he does have experience with fighting he could bring to the role (I haven't seen the show but I did watch clips on youtube). And as you pointed out, those green eyes are a big plus!

I think Curran Walters does a good job in Titans for what the show wants of him, but once again, it's just not my Jason and I rage quit season 3 😂 (though I watched clips of key Red Hood moments from later in the season)

Tim is always the hardest member of the main Batfam for me to write or cast just because he is the one I have the least knowledge or experience with outside of fanfics. However, I still really like him as a character and think he has a lot of potential in a movie or show. And I haven't seen Locke and Key (though it is on my list because I LOVE Aaron Ashmore)

I am excited with the prospect of having Bruce and Damian together in The Brave and the Bold, but I am also very nervous about how they will characterize them. All the Batman projects since Batman Begins have skewed very dark and I don't think that works well if you bring in the whole Batfam (if they just want to add Dick with Battinson, I think that could work but not expanding it to the whole gang). But James Gunn's comments about making the new Superman movie more about kindness feels like it will be a brighter, lighter version (more like the Christopher Reeve movies than the Henry Cavill ones) which I feel is more accurate to most comics, so I am cautiously optimistic for the Batfam in these movies. However, the canon and fanon versions of the Batfam don't always match (neither does the canon version between comic writers), but I am still hopeful for the more loving version we want, and is portrayed fairly well in the DC Animated movies.

As for Duke, Cass, Steph, and Barbara, I'm going to include them in my next post so you will have to wait a little to get my thoughts on them as well as a few others😉

Though because you brought up ages I will mention that all of my castings are based on if I were making a movie or show today. There are a lot of different people I would have loved to have in these roles in the past that are unfortunately just too old at this point.

And just another shout-out to Wayne Family Adventures because it is everything I ever wanted from a Batfam comic/story!!! Plus, the art is so perfect! Yes, the comic is a lot of fan service, but it is really funny while also being deep and emotional at times. It never loses the heart of the characters and you can tell there is so much love in the project and for these characters. If we could get a show or even a web series of this version of the Batfam, it would be a dream come true!

#thanks!#anon ask #I LOVE asks like this!!!#batman #batfam #fancast #batfamily #bruce wayne #dick grayson #nightwing #jason todd #red hood #tim drake #red robin #damian wayne #robin

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shy-blue-blossom · 1 year ago

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The Unseen Princess

Chapter Three: Secrets come to Light

Chapter 2

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As Laketown was getting burnt down to the ground Tauriel was getting the girls out of Laketown while Kili and the others were making their way to the mountain. As they were trying to get out of Laketown and Bain remembered that his father had hidden the black arrow in a boot next to a statute, but they didn't know where y/n had gone. Bard and Bain had finally taken the dragon Smaug down. When everyone was on the shores the girls were looking for them. As they were looking for them, Alfred was making trouble with one of the ladies.

"Alfred I wouldn't do that if I was you." Bard's voice told him as he grabbed his arm that was about to strike the lady.

Tilda and Sigrid couldn't wait to go to him and give him a hug. The Laketown people then began to argue, what they didn't see was the elf that was upon a gorgeous, pure white horse.

"What going on here?" Her question made everyone stop what they were doing to see her now standing next to her horse.

"Y/N!!!" Tilda shouted as she ran to her and hugged her.

Y/n hugged her back as she looked up to see Sigrid smiling at her, and she got a smile in return.

"Bard you might want to get everyone to shelter before dark." She told him and that's what he did, he took them all to Dale.

When they got to Dale they all found places to sleep while Alfred took night watch. When Bard asked if anything happen, he said nothing could get past me, yet an army of elves did. They had brought supplies for the. Bard had talked to the Mirkwood king, Thranduil. Bard had tried talking to Thorin, but he did not listen. So Thranduil thinks it's wise to attack during the day, first thing. While they were talking they didn't notice y/n was standing there watching them. As she was about to say something a man with a pointy hat and a stick was standing by the entrance of the tent.

"What is going on here?" The old man asked them.

"GANDALF!!" Y/n happily called out his name as she ran up to him and hugged him and while doing so her hood to the cloak she was wearing fell off her head, Thranduil couldn't believe his eyes.

"You can't be from them." Thranduil let out a whisper not believing his eyes.

Y/n froze along with Gandalf but she soon let go of Gandalf and turned to look at Thranduil. When he saw her crown his eyes widened in surprise. Before he could say anything a hobbit appeared by the tents entrance.

"Bilbo you're alright," Y/n said with a sigh of relief as she ran up to him and bent down to his height.

He looked at her strangely not knowing who it was but he soon realised. He then gave the Arkenstone to Thranduil and Bard who knew what to do with it and hopefully not go to war, but they didn't know what the orcs were up to. As they were talking they didn't notice y/n disappear from the tent. Soon the night was over and they were going to confront Thrion again to see if he is willing to trade or will they go to war. Thrion chose war with the help of his cousin Daín.

The time came when they talked to Thrion but he would not listen and soon his cousin Dain of the Iron Hills came to help fight in the war, but as they were about to fight, Orcs began to come and attacked. As everyone was fighting no one noticed the extra elves that were there helping to keep Dale safe. As Thrion, his nephews and Dwalin were on top of Ravenhill fighting Azog and Bolg, but they didn't realise that y/n was helping them as the war ended they still didn't notice her.

When the war was over Myriil came and got her and took her back home. When they got there she was taken to the healers to get a checkup since she had fainted in his arms. While the healers were looking after the unconscious Princess Myriil went to tell the king and prince that she has returned. Once they knew she was home they raced to the healers to see her sleeping on the bed. They sat by her bed waiting for her to wake up and when the healers talked to the king, they told him she fainted from using too many spells and energy. They didn't leave her bedside unless it was for food or an emergency to do with the realm. There was a knock at the door when they were talking about the realm.

"Come in." The king Acluce called out as he stood up with Eltaor next to him.

In came Myrill with another elf that had brown shoulder length hair, and with him was another elf with blonde hair.

"How can I help you?" Acluce asked them.

"We were wondering if you know an elf with middle thigh length h/c hair and e/c because we would like to thank her." The blonde hair elf asked him.

"And what do you want to thank my daughter for?" He asked them again.

Before anyone could answer the was a moan of pain from behind Acluce and Eltaor. They turned around to see y/n up but holding her head as she was in pain. Both Acluce and Eltaor went up to her and asked what hurts and all she could do was hold her head as she wined. The brown-haired elf moved to her and healed her and she fell forward into her hanar arms with an exhausted sigh as she looked at the elf that helped her.

"Thank you...for helping me." She tanked him slightly exhausted before sitting up straight with help from her hanar.

"It is my honour to have helped you, princess. I am Elrond, Lord of Rivendell." He introduced himself as he bowed to her. "And this is Thranduil king of the woodland realm." He introduced him to them as he bowed his head to her as well.

They then left the room with her father to talk. Her hanar stayed and helped her to stand back on her feet to get the strength back into her legs. It's been a while since then and y/n has been visiting Bilbo and his nephew Frodo and it was soon to be Bilbo's 111th birthday which she can't go to since her home has been found by the Orcs again. She has sent a letter to Bilbo explaining her reasons for not being there. There is also the reason with the dark is getting closer to her home and that is not good.

When she heard the flute she gave Gandalf be played she began to make her way to Rivendell and while she was making her way, Frodo had been stabbed by a morgue blade and was being healed by Lord Elrond. As Boromir was talking about the ring and was about to grab it and before Gandalf could say anything another voice spoke and was speaking a forbidden spell from her people.

"Do not touch something you don't know the power of." The person said as she walked in and looked like she was about to fall over, but before she could Elrond and Aragorn were next to her and holding her up.

"You made her utter forbidden words, do you know how that will make her feel," Gandalf spoke as he stood looking at Boromir.

"I'm sorry but I do not know who she is," Boromir said as he pointed to y/n who is now sitting down in the seat Aragorn was sitting in.

"This is y/n Cormyth, princess of the Ornarta Casmasto realm, the realm of the sun and moonlight elves." Elrond introduced her to everyone and she had finally pulled her clock off revealing her crown.

Once everyone saw her crown it went dead silent. Soon everyone was throwing questions around but not about the ring but about her.

"If you want to know why I am here then you need to find out what you are going to do about that ring if not there will no more be a realm of the sun and moonlight elves. I would like it if we could talk about what all the races are going to do about the ring. Isn't that right Frodo?" She asked and explained as she smiled at them, then to Frodo.

They then talked about the ring as if they completely forgot about it for a while. As the others were arguing with each other, y/n was watching Frodo to see what he was going to do. He soon did volatile to be the ring bearer and Gandalf was to be his guild since he did not know the way. Aragorn gave him his sword to help, Legolas came forward and gave him his bow, Gimli with his axe and Boromir also gave him his help.

"I see you are almost complete." Y/n spoke up.

But before anyone could say anything three little hobbits stood next to Frodo. Elrond looked at her and she stood up and stood in front of Frodo, then kneed to his height with a smile on her face.

"Just like your Uncle Bilbo who helped to reclaim the lonely mountain and I stayed by his side, you have my people's trust, but most of all you have my power as the sun and moonlight elves princess," Y/n said as she never took the smile off her face.

Frodo couldn't help the smile that made its way onto his face and he jumped into her arms. He kept whispering thank you's into her ear as she hugged him back. Y/n pulled back and kissed his forehead before starting to her full height and turning to Elrond.

"Now the fellowship of the ring is complete," Elrond told them. "Now get ready for your journey ahead because it's going to be long and hard with your new friends." He finished as he looked at all of them, as y/n had stood next to Aragorn and Gandalf.

Chapter 4.

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The Unseen Princess

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thesinglesjukebox · 1 month ago

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THE CURE - "ALONE"

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Making their very first Jukebox appearance...

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Ian Mathers: I wasn't exactly waiting for new material from the Cure, but I still find myself feeling very sickos.jpg about the three-and-a-half minute instrumental slowcore intro here. Smith sings exactly like he always has, thank fuck, sounding wracked with anguish over the inexorable, weighty trudge of the song. The funniest possible thing would be for some snippet of this to just blow up on TikTok. [7]

TA Inskeep: Finally, new Cure music that sounds like classic Cure. That long intro, the extended keyboard chords, those guitar textures, and Robert Smith sounding despondent: yes please! As a Cure fan going back close to 40 years, "Alone" is everything I hoped for from their first new music in 16. [9]

Alfred Soto: The synths coast alongside the guitars like fighter jets leading a passenger jet to a runway, while the drums pound their irregular patterns. The slow opening crawl -- how Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me of them. "This is the end of every song we'll sing," Robert Smith lies. Not so long as he can thatch his hair, apply moist lipstick, keep his global audience, and keep writing and singing songs this confidently. [7]

Taylor Alatorre: I like the depressive realism here: the long awaited musical comeback as an occasion for apocalyptic dread rather than celebration. "We're older, we're frailer, we missed the boat, we'll never be able to match your favorite album from 1987 because we lack the nervous, buzzing urgency that glued us to our audience at a time when rock music was still the lingua franca of youth; please buy our merch." Bracingly honest! But it's one thing to assign conceptual purpose to a three-minute opener of dense ambient murk, and another to make the listener intuitively feel that purpose, in between wondering why the snare is so dang loud. [5]

Jel Bugle: I saw that lots of people were excited for the return of the Cure, like Gandalf swooping in at Helm’s Deep. I contemplated muting the word "Cure" just so I wouldn’t say anything mean about them, and I could keep my pals. I guess it has an epic feel, and I’m sure all the Cure fans will love it -- you’ve got to give the people what they want, after all. If, like me, you quite like "Friday I’m In Love" and that’s as far as you go with the Cure, then you are not gonna go crazy for this one. Sounds like a deep cut of an obscure album that is 3% of Cure fans' favourite. [3]

Nortey Dowuona: I've probably walked past a person who's died every day I've lived in Brooklyn. Sometimes, I looked them in the eyes and scurried away, trying not to think of my own oncoming demise and soothing my wounded heart with the lie that there was nothing I could have done. But there often is something -- sometimes just staying and talking them through it can be enough. In the end, each of us is alone, waiting for our life to ebb out of us. Those are the lucky ones. There aren't even a lot of lyrics in this song, Robert Smith's voice cries out in pain and despair as per usual and fades. But for the first three minutes, the band coalesces, the two chords constantly playing then resolving with riffing atop the mix, the snare cracking loudly in the corner, the piano tiptoeing towards the top then receding, but still, no voice. By the time Smith's voice appears, you have seen through the mind's manipulative trick and wail, gnash your teeth, howl, but your body won't fight anymore. As you finally accept your fate, the fluorescent lights start shutting down, the tables collapse. your heart slows, your lungs go flat, your mind shuts down. In the empty void, you finally stop being you. you finally stop being. [9]

Mark Sinker: Nearly 50 years since I first heard Bob sing: late night, I’m guessing, on the John Peel show, snuggled up under my bedclothes with my little handheld radio (a cartoon cliché that is also actually true). The Cure were disdained by the music press at the time so I wanted not really to like them — I was a very suggestible teenager this way — except secretly I did like them. What did I like most? The keening flat gloom in Bob’s voice — which for some reason I’ve never really identified brought me great joy. The group is very funny. Do they mean to be? Does this matter? The joy may be extremely goofy but it’s also extremely reliable: live versions of "A Forest" for hour on hour on hour, stretching out over days, and in and out of weeks, and almost over a year (to where the goth dreams are). "Alone" is only six minutes long, but the three minutes Bob takes to start is an endearing nod to those long-ago live versions (and how we tested him about them). And it’s soooooo slooooow, and that’s pretty funny too. This is just Cure stuff: sometimes they are the Platonic form of themselves. I look into my heart and I find that one-note ridiculous as they’ve always been, I really do love them, after all. Here at the end of all things, as they say. [6]

Katherine St. Asaph: I will never stop loving songs so unabashedly sweeping, so full of sea-tossed dramatics, that they make a several-minutes-long, only subtly changing instrumental loop -- see also Stina Nordenstam's "CQD" -- sound like the heavily truncated edit of a song large enough to span the entire world. [9]

Aaron Bergstrom: I've never really gotten into weighted blankets, but for the people who love them, this is how I imagine it must feel. Whether it's the weight of the drums or the weight of mortality, we're all here because we want to get crushed by something. [8]

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aeterna-auroral-avenger · 7 months ago

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Oh dear....what's that rumbling...HOLY CRAP THAT'S WHAT THE EARTH EATERS LOOK LIKE

Thorin is definitely not himself to not run out into the fight with his kin too. That's so not like Thorin.

LOOOL not Bilbo asking Gandalf if this is a good place to stand? Like Bilbo, you're kinda on the battlefield sooooo no.

Giant Orcs! Holy fricking crap! Okay so Sauron had been preparing for a really long time it looks like. That just makes his deception and the blindness of others that much more disturbing.

Alfred you coward.

This is one big fricking mess. And to think there's still another Orc army on the way....

"Where is Thorin? We need him! Where is he?!" My thoughts exactly!

TB Watches Middle Earth

The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies Extended Edition

#thewatchpartyof5armies

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captain039 · 3 years ago

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PART 10

In the company of wolves

Last chapter <-

The dwarves sat by the fire, drying their clothes while you sat by the window. Kili was getting paler by the second, something wasn’t right.

You walked over to the dwarf and knelt in front of him. He was shaking, eyes closed not aware you were there till you touched his leg. He hissed and flinched before he saw you.

“I’m fine,” he said snatching his leg from you.

“Kili you are not fine,” you said calmly trying to get it in his head.

“I’m fine” you glared at the dwarf huffing in annoyance as you stood.

“You’re an idiot,” you said walking away.

“Where are the weapons you promised lad?” Dwalin spoke.

“Wait here” Bard muttered disappearing down the stairs.

You were annoyed, angry at the dumb witted dwarf who was in pain, that arrow was laced with something, the poison flooded his body by now no doubt.

“Are you alright?” You glanced to the young woman, Sigrid her name was.

“Don’t join the company of dwarves” you said glancing to Kili worried.

“Father said he was your one,” Sigrid said and you shook your head.

“No, only said that so he didn’t ask questions” you whispered to the girl as Bard came back.

“Why are you here then?” She asked quietly.

“Forced somewhat, Gandalf is like my father figure, supposed to watch over me however he has gone off somewhere” you sighed.

“You seem like you need someone to talk to, get things off your chest, do you want to come upstairs?” She smiled kindly and you smiled back.

“I won’t burden you,” you said and she shook her head.

“I love with my father you won’t burden me” she whispered and chuckled making you smile as she grabbed your hand and led you upstairs.

“Simple merchants wouldn’t be sneaking around this town,” she said sitting down on the bed. She was a kind girl, you weren’t sure how old she was, maybe 17 or 18. You didn’t want to release the company’s secret, this was their mission and yours now to uphold.

“No they wouldn’t” you muttered.

“And a certain pair of eyes wouldn’t be following you so much if you were the one to the young dwarf” you flushed furiously at her boldness.

“What’s his name?” She grinned, you supposed she couldn’t do this with her little sister, perhaps she didn’t have friends here either, this town seemed thick and on edge.

“Y/n” you jumped when Thorin called you.

“What?” You asked.

“Come on” he cocked his head making you frown.

“What’s going on?” You asked following the dwarf down the stairs.

“We’re leaving” he stated bluntly and you frowned.

“You can’t leave!” Bain said blocking the door.

“Lad you will move or be trampled,” Dwalin said. Bain couldn’t argue against the dwarf warrior he moved and the dwarfs scurried out one by one.

“Kili?!” You questioned with a hiss as he went too, with you following.

“I’m sorry” you muttered as you passed Bain.

The dwarves snuck around apparently going somewhere. They stopped at a building, a blacksmith, they scouted around before creating steps with themselves to the window. One by one they climbed in, Thorin the last one in as he looked to you.

“No!” You whispered and he gave you a stern look.

“I’m not climbing on them,” you said quietly.

“I will hide here,” you said final and went and hid.

You waited outside with nerves before you heard clattering. Your heart dropped and soon bells rang and guards came rushing out.

You were escorted to the master of this town, you glared at the ground, before sighing.

“What is the meaning of this?!” A man burst out, thinning hair and beard, struggling to keep his clothes on straight as he rushed into them.

“Thieves Milord” you looked to the voice seeing Alfred. You quickly looked away the man was not nice to look at.

“Thieves!” The lord said.

“What on earth are dwarves doing thieving in my town!” The lord bellowed.

“I am Thorin son of Thrain son of Thror” Thorin stepped forward.

“I’ve come to take back my homeland” he added as everyone when quiet.

“If you would help us, please, I will promise to make this town what it once was, the waters will run with gold once again!” The dwarf moved to the stairs looking back to the people. The lord's face said he agreed, nothing but greed and wealth on his mind.

“I welcome you then! Thorin son of Thrain!” The crowd cheered as someone pushed past you.

“Wait!” You looked seeing Bard.

“He will awaken the dragon! Slaughter all of us! He cannot promise anything!” Bard said making Thorin frown.

“Do you not remember what happened? What happened to our people when that beast came down?!” Bard turned to the people and they nodded in agreement.

“If I remember correctly Bard, it was your ancestors that failed to bring down the beast,” Alfred said and you frowned.

“Miss after miss” Alfred taunted.

“Think of the gold! This town will be glorious again!” The lord bellowed and everyone cheered. Bard looked to the ground in defeat annoyance and worry clear on his face as he went home.

“Come! Let us feast!”

Next chapter ->

#Thorin #Thorin x reader #alpha Thorin #abo #werewolf au #the hobbit

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fandomficsnstuff · 2 years ago

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Unexpected Company - 13

(Warnings: Angst, blood, fighting, some creative skyrim insults)

For the words in bold, if you want to know 100% what they mean, here’s the website I use, some of the words may have more than one meaning so I suggest picking one that fits best with the entire sentence: https://www.thuum.org/translator.php

Notes: This is platonic only! It is a prequel to A Chance Encounter but can be read alone.

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“Oi! You-”

“Shut up, Alfred” Ruth mumbled with annoyance as she pushed past Alfred, hurrying down the steps to the old wizard. “Gandalf!! What happened to you? By Talos you look horrible” she fussed around Gandalf, the old man placing his hand on her shoulder “I’m fine, my dear-”

“You’ve gotten a new staff?”

“Where’s Tho-”

“In the mountain. Smaug’s dead… I collected his soul last night- Gandalf wait!” Ruth hurried after the wizard, managing to stop him, a frown on her brows as she looked at Gandalf with pure worry “something’s wrong with him, Gandalf, he’s gone mad, as though he’d glimpsed the Evergloam… he’s dangerous, he-... nearly threw me off a walkway and into the depths… I-I don’t care about that but he’s far gone, Gandalf” Ruth stated as she hurried after him. “Who’s in charge, Ruth?” Gandalf finally asked, the small woman sighing before looking around, catching Bard’s eye and waving him over. “It’s Bard, he took the people to Dale, he’s in charge of them… I’m going to the mountain, Gandalf…”

“Ruth-”

“I know what you’re going to say, but-”

“Ruth!.... There is a storm coming, a war unlike many others… they will need you, they all will” Gandalf warned in a quiet voice so Bard couldn’t hear them, Ruth gulping as her eyes grew a bit wider with concern. “How bad?... How many of my daedra and aedra would I have to pray to?” it was a question with another meaning that Gandalf already knew of, he knew Ruth didn’t pray directly before anything, she’d name her Aedra in the face of something far stronger than she had expected, far more powerful than her. It was a question about how much she should prepare.

“... All of them” Gandalf muttered darkly, Ruth swallowing thickly before nodding “I won’t enter the mountain, but I have to be there for Bilbo” she stated softly and with Gandalf’s nod, she was turning around, whistling briefly and saddling up on Shadowmere once the horse arrived after being summoned, riding towards the mountain, riding to a small overlook where she got off, getting comfortable on a rock and sending Shadowmere away until it would be night, so the black horse would blend in.

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It was night when Ruth saw a single light, no more than a candle, be lit atop the gate, her eyes wide and she saddled up on Shadowmere, riding as fast and as silently as she could, practically jumping off of the horse right where the broken bridge was. “Bilbo?” her voice was a strained whisper, waiting with worry until she saw his curly hair poke out over the top of the wall, Ruth letting out a brief sigh “wait there” she ordered before jumping from stone to stone, climbing up the broken rocks and jumping over them, crouching down next to Bilbo. “You came” Bilbo whispered, Ruth almost scoffing but instead she just sighed, gently shaking her head at him with a smirk “of course I came, I told you I would” she whispered before peeking over the side as Dwalin and Balin walked by, watching them leave before looking around, seeing the rope laying next to them, taking it and tying it to a metal ring, hurrying as much as she could without making too much sound. Ruth sprung behind the pillar as she heard a voice, silently pulling up her hood and mask, almost becoming one with the silence as she listened intently, already recognizing the voice as Bofur.

“You should be inside, out of the wind.”

“No I uh-... I needed some fresh air, the place still stinks of dragon” Ruth rolled her eyes at Bilbo’s words, her entire head nearly rolling along with her eyes but she stayed put in the shadows. “The elves have been moving their archers into positions… the battle will be over my tomorrow’s eve” Ruth frowned at Bofur’s words, fighting against the urge to peek her head out from behind the pillar to look at him, they stood no chance at winning unless they had something major up their sleeve… perhaps they still thought that Ruth would side with them no matter what? The thought tearing at Ruth’s heart, her eyes closing briefly as she let her head resting against the cold stone pillar, her eyes opening to stare up at the stone ceiling above her. “Though I doubt we will live to see it” Bofur’s words made Ruth’s eyes snap open, her head lifting off the pillar and she felt her heart stop for just a brief moment at the thought of them dead…

“No, these are dark days..”

“Dark days indeed… no one could blame a soul for wishing themselves elsewhere… Must be near midnight, Bombur’s got the next watch… it’ll take a bit to wake him, though with Ruth I guess you’ll have no trouble avoiding that” Ruth’s eyes snapped open at this, she slowly and silently moved out from hiding, pulling her mask down while her hood stayed up, her sad eyes on Bofur as he stopped when Bilbo called his name. “I will see you in the morning” Bilbo promised, Bofur giving him a sad smile “goodbye, Bilbo… goodbye, Ruth-”

“It’s not goodbye, Bofur… I promise you that, it’s not goodbye and it’s not farewell” Ruth stated with a wavering voice, the kind dwarf giving her a soft smile before walking down the stairs. Ruth swallowed the lump in her throat and walked over to the rope, making sure it wouldn’t slip before throwing it out over the edge “you’ll be back before dawn, I swear it… if that’s what you want” Ruth stated softly, turning to Bilbo who gave a brief nod, Ruth nodding in turn, pulling up her mask and making sure Bilbo made it down safely before climbing down herself, giving a brief whistle, Shadowmere galloping over and Ruth helped Bilbo, although he was rather reluctant, up on the horse before saddling up herself, turning Shadowmere and galloping off towards Dale in haste. Ruth stopped just outside of Dale, saddling off, helping Bilbo down but then she just stood there, Bilbo frowning at her with confusion “what are you doing?”

“Waiting for when you’re done, I’m joining you in the mountain…” Ruth muttered quietly, Bilbo hesitating before he nodded and hurried into the city of Dale, Ruth waiting, looking over her shoulder at the mountain.

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The last thing any of the dwarves expected, Bofur especially, was to see Ruth sitting on a stone by the barred gateway into the mountain, sitting inside of it as she was sharpening the dwarven sword she had found and kept as her own, her red hair pulled back in new braids that revealed all of her face, dirt washed from her face and her armor repaired where any damage had been. She looked up at them, an unsure look on her face but she sighed and stood up, placing the sword down on the stone she had been sitting on before turning to face the dwarves, and hobbit, once more. “I told you all that I was not as stupid as to turn away the people who have a care for me… I’m here, Thorin, my blade and bow are yours as long as you don’t command me to do anything like killing innocent people or attacking those who haven’t attacked you, I’m done with that life… I’m done with death and the killing of innocent people. I’ll kill if I have to, to defend you and my new friends, but not if those lives aren’t in danger” Ruth stated harshly, Thorin glaring at her with distaste but Balin ignored his new king, walking over and hugging Ruth who eagerly hugged him back, the other dwarves joining, either hugging her or patting her on her shoulder, Bilbo walking up to her with a small smile, Ruth smiling down at him.

Ruth flinched ever so slightly as Thorin fired an arrow at the feet of the great elk that the elven king was riding, causing both him and Bard to halt and Ruth glanced at Thorin before forcing herself to look down, keeping her mouth closed to silence a snarky remark that waited on her tongue. “I will put the next one between your eyes” Thorin’s words made her roll her eyes, the other dwarves cheering as Ruth just leaned against the stone wall, arms crossed over her chest as she just waited for this to play out until Bard showed him the Arkenstone. As the elven army drew back their arrows, almost all of the dwarves dodged, all except Thorin and Ruth, Ruth watching him with concern, her eyebrows knitted together with worry as she watched for his reaction. She continued to watch him as the Arkenstone was revealed, her eyes finding Bilbo’s through the others as they began to riot, calling the elven king and Bard thieves, Thorin’s expression growing darker as he muttered out his belief that this was a mere trick, an illusion, a lie, Ruth sighing softly and she looked down, shaking her head with disappointment until Bilbo stepped forward. “It’s no trick… the stone is real” Bilbo stepped forward, his eyes moving to Ruth for a brief second, seeing her give him a subtle nod, making him look back at Thorin. “I gave it to them” Bilbo admitted calmly, his eyes once again moving to Ruth as Thorin slowly turned to look at him, Ruth giving yet another subtle nod, making Bilbo look down briefly. Ruth knew how much it hurt, he may have trouble coming to terms with it or admitting it out loud, but it was obvious that he loved Thorin, much more deeply than a simple friend, it was obvious, and what was also obvious was the return of that love, Thorin’s eyes holding tears as he looked at Bilbo, “you?”

“I took it as my 14th share” Bilbo admitted, Ruth glancing at Filí, his eyes meeting hers and it was as though he realized that she knew. She knew and she helped him and she showed no regret. Ruth forced herself to look away from Filí and back at Bilbo, her hand clutching the hilt of her dwarven sword, prepared for the outburst the sick king would without a doubt make. “You would steal from me?”

“Steal? No. No, I may be a burglar, but I like to think that I’m an honest one… I’m willing to let it stand against my claim-”

“Against your ‘claim’?... ‘Your claim’.. you have no claim over me, you miserable rat!” As Thorin stepped closer to Bilbo with anger, Ruth was quick to jump forward, walking in front of him to stand by Bilbo’s side, giving Thorin a sad look as she looked at him, how far he had fallen from the honorable king under the mountain. “I was going to give it to you… many times I wanted to but-....”

“But what, thief?”

“You’ve changed, Thorin” Ruth piped up, her jaw clenched as she stared at him through the small silence “the Thorin I met in Rivendell would never have gone back on his word, and he would never have doubted the loyalty of his kin, or his love” Ruth stated harshly, Thorin scoffing at her “do not speak to me… of ‘loyalty’!... Throw them both from the rampart!” Thorin’s order went unheard, the king looking around, trying to shove Filí towards Ruth but he refused, Thorin looking around with desperation before grabbing Ruth by her hair and pulling her towards the edge “then I will do it myself! Curse you! Cutthroat!” Thorin yelled as he nearly shoved her over the edge, holding on to her by her hair in a tight grip as Bilbo and the others tried to make him let go, Thorin ending up with Bilbo in the other hand, trying to shove him off as well as Ruth was practically hanging over the edge, Thorin’s grip on her hair being one of the few things that kept her from falling down onto the stone below. “IF YOU DO NOT LIKE MY BURGLAR AND DRAGON-SLAYER THEN PLEASE, don’t damage them. Return them to me” Gandalf’s voice echoed almost as Ruth’s would at times, her green eyes moving to Gandalf in desperation as she hung over the edge, Thorin’s grip on her hair loosening a little and her own hand was slipping on the rock she was clinging to. “You’re not making a very figure as King under the Mountain, are you, Thorin, son of Thrain?” Gandalf’s words made Thorin let go of Bilbo, the only bad thing about it was that he let go of Ruth as well, a small yelp escaping Ruth’s lips until someone grabbed her by her wrist, Ruth looking up to see Filí holding onto her, pulling her up and over the wall as soon as she was able to hold onto the stone without slipping or falling. As she was back on steady ground, on her knees, she clutched her scalp in pain, Filí kneeling down by her side, helping her up and hurrying her towards the rope that Bilbo was already crawling down with. Filí briefly put his hand on her head but when he felt something wet, he retracted his hand, eyes wide as he saw a few drops of blood on his glove, his heart racing as he watched her crawl down after Bilbo, jumping over the rocks and boulders and broken stone until her feet was on the steady ground, both Gandalf and Bilbo hurriedly checking her scalp, Gandalf’s fingers stained with a little bit of blood and it was obvious that he was fuming and boiling with anger at the revelation.

Ruth watched as Thorin paced atop his wall, going back and forth and for a brief second it was as though he’d finally cave in and accept to ‘buy’ back the Arkenstone, until that raven landed in front of him, his announcement of war making Ruth shake her head. “You cannot have war, Thorin!” Ruth shouted, though the sounds of marching feet made her turn, seeing an army come over the hill and Ruth sighed, gently shaking her head even more, following after Gandalf and Bilbo as the elven army turned to face the new army in front of them, Ruth getting out her bow, ready to fire it if need be, listening with a grim expression as Gandalf stated that Thorin was the more agreeable compared to his cousin, who just so happens to be leading a great army from a tactical advantage point with the sun at their back to blind those below, who just so happens to include everyone else. Before Ruth could march with the elven army, Gandalf grabbed her elbow, pulling her back, just to her anger “no, no I will not risk the life of someone like you, my dear Ruth-”

“‘Someone like me’ was born to kill countless dragons, I think I can handle a few short men with even shorter tempers” Ruth growled, Gandalf shaking his head, holding onto her as she yet again tried to join the army. “I told you a great war was coming, Ruth, you will need every one of your aedra and daedra-”

“I cannot let anything happen to that elk!” Ruth spat with worry, Gandalf frowning, making Ruth sigh “it’s Hircine, Gandalf! I am sure of it…”

“You must stay here, if not for yourself, then for Bilbo and I” Gandalf pleaded, Ruth glancing at the great elk before groaning, Gandalf letting go of her as he knew she’d stay, although she was rather reluctant, her eyes locked onto the army as large goats barged through the front lines. “What in Oblivion is-” Ruth stopped herself, Gandalf and Bilbo both frowning at her as she cringed, the corners of her nose turning up in disgust. “What? What is it?” Gandalf’s voice was filled with worry and as soon as Ruth got over the disgusting smell, the same worry was covering her own features as she looked at Gandalf “orcs, wargs… I-I can’t even- there’s something else, Gandalf, I don’t know what it is b-but it’s-... it’s s-something with dirt and I-...” Ruth stammered, unable to figure out how big the army was depending on the scent she smelled.

As the earth began to shake, Ruth’s eyes grew even wider, locking onto where the rumbling came from and when the giant worm spouted out of the ground, she nearly fainted, her eyes so wide that Bilbo was sure they’d fall out of her head at any time, face so pale it was as though she had been drained of all her blood and had been dead for weeks. “Akatosh, Mara, Stendarr, Zenithar, Dibella, Arkay, Julianos, Talos, Kynareth… Nocturnal guide me and shadow hide me. Sithis aid me, Nightmother watch over me…” at the last word, before Gandalf or Bilbo could stop her, Ruth ran forward, standing in the line with the elves as the troll like things came running towards them, her arrow nocked, drawn and let loose in sync with the other elves, even the elven king was somewhat shocked, the fire his son had described was finally revealed in her eyes, her arrows never missing their mark but the second she saw that Dale was slowly being attacked, her sync broke and she broke away from the front line of the elven archers, the elven king catching her whistling and soon after a dark steed appeared, as black as tar, eyes as red as blood as it came galloping towards the small woman who was unfazed by it’s crazed movements, the way it frantically threw it’s head around like it had gone mad, it’s teeth unnaturally sharp and the elven king almost thought it’d trample the small woman but instead she just held out one hand, a single hand, and when the horse ran past her, he realized that she had gripped onto the horse and thrown herself over it. The elven king’s eyes continued to grow wider when he saw that the horse was already halfway to Dale, faster than any creature he had ever come across.

Ruth rode past Bilbo and Gandalf, reaching Bard and even riding past him, even though he rode as fast and hard as he could without killing his horse, the man from Lake-Town staring with wide eyes at her as she practically flew past him. As Ruth reached far into the city she jumped off of Shadowmere, her dwarven sword out as well as her last dragonbone dagger, both of the weapons moving in sync as she moved towards a voice she recognized, cutting down an orc before it could reach Bain, the boy’s eyes wide open in shock as he looked up at Ruth. “Where are your sisters?!”

“I-I can’t find them-”

“Get the elderly and children to safety but do NOT risk your life! I will find them” Ruth shouted over the chaos, cutting down another orc as she ran in the other direction, continuing to cut down orc after orc as she hurried towards the screams of Sigrid and Tilda. Ruth cut the throat of an orc that was running after them, pushing it away and dodging the attack of the other orc, spinning around behind it and cutting the back of it’s neck before pushing it to the ground, sinking her sword into the orc’s back while it was laying down, Ruth panting from the running and fighting but the second she heard more footsteps she pulled her sword out of the dead orc and almost decapitating Bain but she stopped at just the right second, quickly lowering her sword, placing a hand on Bain’s shoulder as she pushed him towards his sisters “NEVER sneak up on someone while they are fighting, not all react quick enough to stop themselves” she warned harshly before hurrying the three children away. “Where’s Da?!”

“He’s on his way, I saw him, he’s on his way, Tilda-”

“Did you see him??”

“Yes, he’s fine, he’s a great swordsman and an even better archer” Ruth comforted Tilda as she hurried the children through the streets, cutting down every orc that got in the way, until the three children stopped, Ruth almost running past them if she hadn’t noticed. “What are you-”

“Da!! Da, we’re here!!” Sigrid called out and Ruth looked up finding Bard fighting in the old market, Ruth almost smiled until she heard the heavy steps coming behind them, Ruth turning and placing the three children behind her, the sword held out towards the troll as she backed up with the children, the golden flecks in her eyes roaring to life as she glared at the creature, faintly hearing Bard yell out for his children to get down, Ruth’s eyes shining bright blue, the sound of the cart coming closer and closer and finally, just before she dodged, three words left her lips.

“Fus Ro Dah” the troll flew back just before Bard’s cart could hit it, the creature hitting the pillar behind it, hitting it’s head as Bard flew towards it with his sword, piercing the creature’s heart and Ruth smirked as she stood back up, seeing Bard look at her with wide and shocked eyes, Ruth blushing slightly “I uh… may have a little bit of magic in me… just a small bit, though!” Ruth assured them, Bard still staring at Ruth as he slowly approached his children “you call that ‘a little bit’?!”

“Well, I mean-... I could have used fire” Ruth murmured, Bard letting out a brief breath of both shock and relief with an awestruck smile, Ruth grinning before ushering his children towards him “I have to get back…” Ruth’s eyes trailed to Tilda, tears forming in her eyes as she looked back at Bard. “Don’t make my mistake… make sure they’re safe before thinking of anything else… no parent should have to bury their children” Ruth stated softly, Bard giving a brief nod of understanding before ushering his children to safety, Ruth nodding to herself, wiping away a few stray tears before whistling, Shadowmere galloping towards her and the second she was saddled up, she rode towards the mountain, Shadowmere trampling any orcs that he came across, Ruth cutting the throat of the rest.

Ruth let out a yell as she jumped from Shadowmere, pinning down an orc and piercing it’s throat with her sword, quickly pulling it out and swinging it at another orc that tried to attack Dain from behind, the dwarf turning around with shock, staring at the red haired woman, her fiery eyes gleaming with gold and he just stared at her, as though transfixed. “Where is Thorin?? Has he come out yet?”

“No-”

“Son of a mudcrab and whisp mother!! Skeever faced bastard!” Ruth growled before attacking another orc viciously, beating it to death with her sword instead of cutting the orc, Dain watching in shock as black blood splattered across her face as she was seething with anger. “That horse-faced, arrogant, slimy slaughterfish! Daar Mey Lost Nid Zin!” the ground shook with Ruth’s words, Dain staring at her with an open mouth and wide eyes. “What’re ye?”

“A pissed off woman” Ruth growled before cutting down another orc, letting out a brief whistle and saddling up on the demonic horse when it came, Ruth riding towards the mountain with anger, Dain falling back and it wasn’t long until the last remainder of the dwarves were by the mountain, forming a much thinner line than before, trying to remain alive and Ruth was seething with anger, saddling off of her horse and sending the demonic horse off, turning to look at Dain, who was already looking at her, looking away when he realized he had been staring. Ruth looked back towards the army in front of her, advancing. “Akatosh, Mara, Kynarath, Arkay, Dibella, Stendarr, Zenitharr, Julianos… Talos…” Ruth whispered before getting out her bow, nocking an arrow, drawing the string back in preparation.

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#Unexpected Company #A Chance Encounter #Company of Oakenshield x Ruth Telvanni #Skyrim #Elder Scrolls: V #LOTR #The Hobbit #The Hobbit fic #Skyrim fic

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ibrithir-was-here · 4 years ago

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Can I ask about your opinion on the Hobbit movies? Maybe what you liked or vehemently didn’t?

Sure! So, over all my opinion is...they’re skippable :/

Which is really sad because I think they had great casting choices, the production value was really high and it could have been such a good movie if they’d just kept to the og plan of doing two and not tried to stretch and pad it into three for the monies.

I really really enjoyed the first one, I thought it was a ton of fun and the scene in the pine trees where Thorin strides down that burning branch and then Bilbo comes to Thorin’s aid later still is just /so good/.

After that, well...yeah. I actually really liked Tauriel as a character, and Kili as a character, but their romance did nothing for me. It just felt shoved in, and the whole weird “are they a thing is this a love triangle” thing with Legolas and Tauriel was just...so out of place for a Lotr movie. I also really disliked how they made Legolas so cold and distant. Like, I think they were trying to imply a character arc but he was just---he had no motivation to really change? and didn’t change? and so it made no sense and he was just not fun to watch. Like, if they’d made him likable at all maybe I wouldn’t have minded them shoving him in /everywhere/ (but I probably still would have).

I also just didn’t really care for the characterization of Thranduil. He was just too David Bowie Goblin King Knock-off for me. I want to make clear that I thought Lee Pace did a great job with what he was given he’s a stellar actor. Like I said all the cast was great, /loved/ Luke Evans as Bard, also liked him having kids, I thought that was a nice touch. Not sure why they decided to make everyone in Laketown so miserabale though. Probably cuz they have to put up with Alfred.

Um, other then that the pacing of the last two films was just wonky. Things were too long or too short and the cut off point made no sense sometimes. There were.../so many chase sequences/...so many.

Loved Bilbo and Thorins scenes together, loved most of Thorin’s scenes actually (besides those bonkers dragon sickness delusion scenes that was just weird).

OH! I haaaaatteeedd the weird lovey.../thing/ they had going on between Galadriel and Gandalf just...why? who thought of that? why did they think of that? Also, Galadriel is /married/. And I-I’m just weird and felt bad for Celeborn I guess.

I liked seeing younger happier Elrond, that was nice. Though I’ll forever be salty we didn’t get to see him being cute with little baby Aragorn. Like, can you imagine how perfect a little scene with Bilbo and twelve year old Estel would have been?? I CAN. IT WOULD HAVE BEEN GREAT. I KNOW THERE WERE LEGAL REASONS PROBABLY BUT THEY MANAGED TO SHOE IN GOSH DARN LEGOLAS /EVERYWHERE/ THEY COULD HAVE MANAGED AN UNNAMED ARAGORN CAMEO IF THEY WANTED TO.

Anyway, my overall consensus was flawed films with some nice parts, not worth the time it takes to watch them all just for those parts though, I’lll just read the fanfictions thanks.

#I am so sorry this took so long #the hobbit #bilbo baggins #gandalf #thorin #thorin oakenshield #the hobbit movies #tauriel #kili #legolas #galadriel #elrond #aragron #estel #ibrithir rants

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i-drink-and-i-write-fics · 3 years ago

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To Be Written

Since I’m slowly completing stories in my rotation, I thought I would let all my new followers see what will start filling in those spots. Once this list is empty, I will open my requests again.

There is zero order as to which one will be started first.

The Hidden Realm - LoTR/Hobbit Fandom

Rhyannon (OFC) x Lord Elrond: King Thranduil has been engaged in a centuries-old feud with the fae realm, Tir Na Nog. The problem is, none of the other elves believe this realm exists. Until Lord Elrond and Lady Galadriel visit for a MidSummer festival and run into the Fae Queen herself, Rhyannon. Who happens to be crashing the festival in a bid to declare open war on the elves. Can a peaceful solution be found?

Prodigy Child - MCU/Marvel

Tony Stark x GN!Reader: Reader is a teacher at Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters. Their powers help protect others when new mutants arrive. Nothing throws them off, they’ve seen it all. Until Tony Stark arrives with his daughter, Morgan. The single father needs help navigating the new phase in their life. Can they help?

Kings & Queens - The Hobbit

Thranduil x Ladien (Ladi) OFC, Thorin x Ladien: Ladien is a half-Elf that became a wanderer when she is unable to fit in her home at the Grey Havens. She’s resting at Rivendell when the Company shows up. Thorin is mistrustful of Elves because of what happened years ago at Erebor, but Gandalf insists on having Laddi join. Just as Thorin begins to warm up to the Peredhil, they are taken captive in Mirkwood. Thranduil here’s that an Elf is traveling with the Dwarves and demands to meet her. And when they do, he is taken aback as she looks almost identical to the wife he lost.

The Queen’s Guard - Game of Thrones

Jorah Mormont x Myria Storm (OFC): Myria is a bastard from Storm’s End that has fled for a better life. She lives as a sellsword until the Queen of Thorns, Olenna Tyrell, takes her in to be her personal guard. She travels with Olenna first to Dorne where they find out the Dragon Queen, Daenerys, is returning to Westeros. Myria is sent by Olenna to make Dragonstone welcoming for the future queen, where she eventually meets Dany’s right-hand man, Jorah Mormont.

Peredhel - LoTR

Erestor x Sam (OFC): Sam is a modern world woman that finds herself in Middle Earth with no way home. So she makes the best of her situation and becomes a cook for Rohan before traveling around Middle Earth for a few years to learn more about the food. She returns to Rohan days before a farewell party is being held for Lord Elrond before he parts for Valinor, where she meets Erestor. Who has been debating his own fate.

Battle of the Billionaires - DCEU/MCU/Marvel

Mya (OFC) x Tony Stark, Mya x Bruce Wayne: Mya is an elemental mutant that is over 1,500 years old. She occasionally helps both the X-Men and the Avengers when needed. Her long-time friend and ex, Alfred, contacts her saying Bruce Wayne is forming a team and needs her help. Her other ex and friend, Diana is already on the team and really believes Mya will be a great asset. But things get complicated when Mya wants to involve the Avengers and Bruce and Tony clash heads.

Just a Moment of Time - MCU

Everett Ross x Black!Fem!Reader: Short story requested by @maddiestudentwritergaines. An epilogue to Agent or Princess, in which Everett and Reader take a vacation to Wakanda.

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oc-mother · 4 years ago

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And here is my “OC” Lord Forbidden.

There is a reason why i put “” around the OC. Well, he is a very complex character/story that i wrote/am writing around the character Milo from Alfred the Hedgehog. (The show is on Qubo).

So basically, after a day of getting bullied from the neighborhood bullies, led by Cynthia, Milo finds a mask somewhere deep in the forest.

This mask is styled an oni mask, (I did not base it this on Japanese Culture, but I liked the visual Japanese aesthetic of the oni mask.), originally made to be worn by people who wanted to do something bad to someone else, but just didn't have the will to go through with it, (or someone in the war didn't want to fight the other side to the point that they would kill someone), however, when Milo puts it on, due to curiosity, it doesn't exactly do the same, due to Milo’s... innocentness. (Kind of like when Bilbo put on the one ring, described by Gandalf).

But it also gives the mask itself sentience. (Its voice is female when normal, male when angry)

Overall, what happens is very similar to the transition from Ron in the Kim Possible episode known as Bad Boy, when Ron and Drakken get their Good and evilness swapped.

However, instead of turning into the kind of supervillain that builds complex machines, (not that Lord Forbidden doesn't do that at all, he’s just not known for it), he is the kind of villain that mirrors Cynthia’s bad habits. Except on a more serious, evil villain scale, not really worrying about if anyone gets hurt.

Cynthia is a child who doesn't know what she’s doing, and would more than likely stop if someone were to get seriously injured by her bullying, however, Lord Forbidden knows exactly what he is doing, and wants revenge on her for how he was treated as Milo. (Or just to get back at her, like a little “game”, but which would knowingly, on his side, will go wrong). However, this is kind of like mind control, as if he was entirely sane and normal Milo, he wouldn't do many of the things that he does in the story.

He is as much as an emotional child underneath everything though, he just doesn't like showing it out in public, or to his victims. (Or, like he might let it slip if he knows that the person he is interacting with is going to die soon, so they don't tell others about his emotional weakness).

He also mirrors Cynthia in the way that he is excruciatingly pompous, except he actually has stuff to show for it. A big mansion, money, “guests”. The guests may or may not be living mannequins designed to look like guests.

The reason why he looks like an adult, while the rest of the cast still look like kids? Or the one adult still looks like a young adult?

The mask’s magic slowly, but surely, (over a few weeks, to months time) transformed him into the same age as the individual who made the mask in the first place. (When that person made it. He probably is ancient by that point, if he was still alive somehow) He doesn't need to keep the mask on to keep the magic going, only if HE breaks it, accidentally or on purpose, does the mask lose its semi control on him.

(Yes, it isn't entirely mind control, it is warping his will, and exaggerating his memories, to the point that he is semi in control of what he is doing... complicated, i know).

Why does he look like a human? I couldn't design him otherwise, also it would make him more a mysterious specie oddity to those in Gnarly Woods and that universe in general. (Although he still retains his tail. It was a necessity. And it is excruciatingly soft. Kind of like one of Wigglytuff’s pokedex entries to be honest).

Anyway, on the topic of this picture in general, i am planning to do an animatic some time in the future, if everything goes according to plan, for Lord Forbidden and Cynthia to sing the song “The Mind Electric”.

Although it doesn't directly link with the lyrics, when it comes to their character, or ORDER that the lyrics play, the deeper and “weirder” voice seems pompous enough and brought Lord Forbidden to mind.

If anyone cannot read what any of the lyrics say, it is as follows: Here in my Kingdom I am your lord, I order you to cower and pray

#Lord Forbidden #Milo Skunk #Alfred the Hedgehog edgy universe #OC

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idjitlili · 4 years ago

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Thorin x Modern!reader

Summary: imagine being annoying and singing the bilbo baggins ballad to wind up Thorin.

Word count:2125

You had been travelling with company for many months now, since you dropped from the sky onto a troll. It hurt like a smashing your back into the taps of a fancy bath. Then you were almost eaten by that troll, until Gandalf had saved you and the small dudes by smashing a rock in half.

Gandalf had allowed you to join the Journey despite Thorins total dislike of the idea.This face scrunched up in anger as he began to talk “I will not be responsible for her safety nor Bilbos.” You giggles at Bilbos name you knew exactly where you were and what you were going to do on the journey. Thorin turned to you and glared, you just stuck your hands up on surrender.

“Very well ,Thorin but you will not cause harm to my burglar or this women.” Gandalf spoke to the dwarves king.

Over the course of these months Thorin ignores you as much as he could even after bilbo saved him, he still avoided you at all costs. You thought he thought you were annoying. Kili and fili would annoy their uncle to get attention from him so that was exactly what you were going to do.

Now you all were escaping Thranduils kingdom in barrels down a river,thanks to Bilbo. The water soaked your shirt with y/m/r(movie reference) upon it, and denim shorts. Since the elves had stripped you from everything else, despite the dwarves anger. Not going to lie this barrel ride thing was very fun. From what you gathered so far Thorin wasn’t the type of person for jolly songs, and you knew of a song that was just that. You had previously had your arms in the arm , like on a rollercoaster, so you began shouting lyrics while doing so.

“In the Middle of the Earth, in the land of Shire

Lives a brave little hobbit whom we all admire

With his long, wooden pipe

Fuzzy, wooly toes

He lives in a hobbit-hole and everybody knows him”

Bilbo looks at you confused, aswell as legolas , he wonders what the fuck she doing she’s gonna get stabbed. Kili has already been shot and you all had already passed through the gate. You were trying to annoy Thorin yes but to lighten the mood distract kili from his pain.

“Bilbo (Bilbo!), Bilbo Baggins

He's only three feet tall

Bilbo (Bilbo!), Bilbo Baggins

The bravest little hobbit of 'em all!”

You aren’t really singing you just shouting the lyrics, Thorin keeps glancing at you with glares you smirk at him, you are sure that kili is going to join in singing soon enough.

“Now, hobbits are peace-loving folks, you know

They're never in a hurry and they take things slow

They don't like to travel away from home

They just like to eat and be left alone!”

“But one day Bilbo was asked to go

On a big adventure to the caves below

To help some dwarves get back their gold

That was stolen by a dragon in the days of old.”

You duck in the barrel as arrow flew passed you.

“Well he fought with the goblins!

He battled a troll!

He riddled with Gollum!

A magic THING He stole!

He was chased by wolves!

Lost in the forest!

Escaped in a barrel from the elf-king's halls!” You purposely changed ring to thing , so no one knew his secret you just smiled at Bilbo who had his mouth wide open, knowing you knew he had found a ring.

“Bilbo (Bilbo!), Bilbo Baggins

The bravest little hobbit of 'em all!” Kili and fili joined in at the second Bilbo, Bofur laughed the three of you, Bilbo smiled.

“Now he's back in his hole in the land of Shire

That brave little hobbit whom we all admire

Just a-sittin' on a treasure of silver and gold

A-puffin' on his pipe in his hobbit-hole!”

By the time you had finished you all had outrun or out swam , you all got the barrels drenched in water, clothes sagging from it.

“Y/n , is that a song from where you are from?” Bilbo had questioned you looking up at you , standing on the bank of the shore , you nodded at the hobbit. Before anyone could say anything else , Thorin marched over to you , grabbing you by the shoulder to turn you to him.

“What WERE you doing?” He screamed at you with anger. Damn this felt like the perfect line , he just spoon fed you more motive.

“ what arrr you doing?!” You frowned at Thorin , who clenched his fists harder.

“No,I SAID what were you doing?”

“What’re you doing?” You smirked , as Thorin scoffed at you about to shout at you, but then Bilbo clenched on your hand pulling you away. You looked back at Thorin who was still scowling at you, you gave him that smiling face Nicolas cage does.

That didn’t continue much longer , as Bard arrived, “damn bro he looks better in person.” You whispered Bilbo who just just nudged you’re leg to be quiet.

“When I was a lad, I ate four dozen eggs

Every morning to help me get large

And now that I'm grown, I eat five dozen eggs

So I'm roughly the size of a barge.” You spoke quietly down into the water recalling beauty and the beast. You had a huge crush on Gaston, but stupid Thorin bad made you achieve a bigger on on him.

“I’m so sorry miss y/n, but bomburs the only one the same size as a barge.” Bofur smirked to you , you giggled “it’s just a song from my home, sir.” You looked towards the dwarf with the hat.

“You will have to sing it for us miss y/n, your Songs are most enjoyable.” He smiled at you placing a hand on your shoulder.

“I can’t sing, hence why shouted the last song.” This made bofur laugh, but didn’t say anything , but bard told the dwarves to get in the barrels to hide. “Mister Bard , I have too long of a torso to hide in them.” Bard looked at your appearance , frowning you looked very different to anyone you had met. He wraps his coat around your shoulders.

“We shall act if we are courting as you need to wear my coat to hide your strange clothing.” He smiles lightly at you.

“Yes sir.” You did an army salute, he chucked at your weird gesture. Thorin didn’t like this idea or the way you looked at Bard.

Bard had been stopped from going into lake town from that greasy skank Alfred, eventually Bard had convinced him but that wasn’t going to stop him eyeing you up.

You glared at him , grabbing onto Bards arm, who realised what was happening wrapped his arm around you pulling you into his side. Alfrid was soon to look away embarrassed, he was clearly afraid of bard. Soon you passed and was able to let go of bard and soon the dwarves were out of the barrels. While bard and you headed to his house with his son , Bain. “Thank you bard for helping us.” You had told bard he sent you a smile.

You entered the house house to be greeted by his two daughters ,sigrid and Tilda. Their mouths gap in shock, at you wearing their fathers coat. You pull it off , putting on the peg. “Isn’t see a little young father?” Sigrid has questioned her father, you were only two years older than her.

“Uh.. I am not courting your father.” You replied with a blush on your cheeks from embarrassment. “Why are there dwarves coming out of our toilet da?” Sigrid had questioned, after the embarrassing in counter. “Will they bring us luck?” Tilda spoke up in excitement. Bilbo walked into the room wet and cold, as bards daughters gave you and the other blankets. You wrapped it around your cold form, “how was your trip Bilbo?” You smirked.

He sent you a glare “oh lovely , you know I had a nice swim.” You giggled.Thorin glared at you , from the fire place.

***

Yo u had told Thorin it was a trap , saving fili and kilis life, now Thorin fought Azog on the ice. Once Azog was distracted Thorin has threw that brick like weapon to Azog causing him to caught it. Thorin stood off the ice , making Azog fall but before he fell in the water you had popped out plunging the sword into Azog a back into his heart.

Your sword had became stuck, you pull at it with all your might, but you can’t get it free. Before you know it you are in the freezing water, trying keep ahold on the ice.

“Y/n?!” Thorin screamed running , towards you, but you cannot hold on to the cold ice any longer. “T-tho” before you can finish his name you lose grasp on the ice, plunging into the icy water. Your whole body is covered as your fingers lose sight of dryness , before the water takes over.

For moments that felt like hours you were surrounded, in death, before someone had grabbed onto your hand pulling you out of the water with ease. Yet you still only saw darkness until the you began coughing up water to breath. You lay on the cold ice spitting up the water on your side. “Y/n?” Someone’s voices echoed, through your blocked ears. You couldn’t see clear everything was blurry, you couldn’t make out details.

Large hands pull you into their bodies , wrapping fur around you soaking body. Bloody hell you were still wearing shorts and a t-shirt. “Yes?” You had whispered before closing your eyes, the person had stood up carrying you bridal style , becoming sonic running.

The next time you woke up you were in a bed , covered with furs and a very warm body laying at your side. The body is strong and muscular his arm wrapped tightly around your waist. The furs tickle your bare arms. You eyes shot open like a fridge by a hungry obese man. (That guy egg dude from sonic) You look to your side to see Thorin in deep slumber , his face surprisingly peaceful, as great contrast to his brooding face. “DAMN BRO did I finally get laid?” You shout loudly causing Thorin to jolt.

He sits up in the bed, you were in the covers yet he lay onto of them, without his shoes just a tunic and pants. “Y/n,you are awake.” He spoke groggly,removing his arm from you quickly when noticing it’s position. “I’m so sorry y/n” damn he never apologised except to Bilbo. “It’s okay I didn’t mind.” You smiled slyly at him.

“Thank you.” He had spoke sincerely, you sat up in the bed, joints cracking, looking around the room, this wasn’t your room Thorin had given you... it was his room.

“For what?” You questioned , you did nothing but almost dying. “For saving my family y/n . For that I also must apologise for treating you so poorly. I hope you can forgive me.” Thorin was also sitting up next to you clutching your now warm hand holding it gently.

“It’s all good Thorin. Not going to lie to you, I did annoy you to get a reaction out of you.” You smirk at the dwarves king. He chuckled at him “yes I was fully aware, kili and fili do the same thing.”

“That’s where I got the idea.” You giggledz

“Of course you did.” You sigh , In satisfaction you had never had a proper conversation with Thorin.

“God dude you didn’t even speak to me , and when you did you were angry. Yet still a dwarf , you captured my heart.” You spoke lowly , not really thinking about your words.

“I did?” You gasp , Thorin looks at you in shock, you eyes burn in embarrassment, you nod slowly and nervously. Before you know it , Thorin had grasped your cheeks pressing his lips to yours briefly before pulling away.

“As you have captured mine. God I saw those looks you gave that barge man.” He strokes his thumb on your cheek softly.

“What can I say he is a very handsome man.” You giggle at your own words.

Before you know it the door is open and Bilbo is skipping in “Oh my you have changed Thorin.” You both snap you’re heads to Bilbo.

“You did nawtttt God damnit Dildo Gaggins,”

#the hobbit imagine #the hobbit x reader #the hobbit x you #thorin fic #thorin imagine #thorin x you #thorin x reader #thorin oakenshield #thorin the dwarf

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hatant · 4 years ago

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9, 12, 21, 61 and 62 please 😇

Heeeeey 😊😊😊

9. favourite smell in the summer?

Oooh...I’m a sucker for freshly cut grass. And...I’m not sure if it’s a smell so much but you know when you’re near a body of water on a hot day? That. When you’ve got that fresh cool air and there’s just...a scent to it. Oh and a bonfire in the evening.

12. name of your favourite playlist?

I don’t actually make my own playlists, I just nick other people’s 😂 there are two that I have on Spotify (which admittedly I don’t use all that much) and they are ‘Songs that Never Fail to Make White People Beyond Turnt’ and Passenger’s ‘Songs for the Drunk And Broken Hearted’ (which is currently soothing my ears).

21. obsession from childhood?

Gargoyles! I was hooked on the series when I was a kid, and I had the first couple episodes on video which I watched oh...too many times. And I’ve been really tempted to go through it all again now it’s available on Disney+!

61. favourite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

Ooh! Several come to mind...but one that’s stuck around for yeaaars is from Legends of the Fall (if you’ve never seen it I highly recommend it, it’s great!) and it’s when Alfred (played by the mighty Aidan Quinn) is talking to his long-estranged brother Tristan (played by a young Brad Pitt) at a funeral and comes out with “I followed all of the rules, man's and God's. And you, you followed none of them. And they all loved you more.”

Tied very closely with (because I do love me some Lord of the Rings) Gandalf’s thoughts on death “End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it.”

62. seven characters you relate to?

I have no idea 😂 kind of feel a bit like Rapunzel right now, forlornly gazing out the window whilst trapped inside and letting down my hair to entice a lovely lady. I guess in some way there are other characters we all relate to, but I’m just drawing a blank right now.

Thaaank you 😊😊😊

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rptv-jamesbond · 4 years ago

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Obituary: Sir Sean Connery

BBC•October 31, 2020

For many, Sean Connery was the definitive James Bond. Suave and cold-hearted, his 007 was every inch the Cold War dinosaur of the books.

He strode across screen, licensed to kill. He moved like a panther, hungry and in search of prey. There was no contest. His great rival, Roger Moore, by contrast, simply cocked an eyebrow, smiled and did a quip.

But whereas Ian Fleming's hero went to Eton, Connery's own background was noticeably short of fast cars, beautiful women and vodka Martinis - either shaken or stirred.

Humble origins

Thomas Sean Connery was born in the Fountainbridge area of Edinburgh on 25 August 1930, the son of a Catholic factory worker and a Protestant domestic cleaner.

His father's family had emigrated from Ireland in the 19th Century; his mother traced her line back to Gaelic speakers from the Isle of Skye.

The area had been in decline for years. Young Tommy Connery was brought up in one room of a tenement with a shared toilet and no hot water.

He left school at 13 with no qualifications and delivered milk, polished coffins and laid bricks, before joining the Royal Navy. Three years later, he was invalided out of the service with stomach ulcers. His arms by now had tattoos which proclaimed his passions: "Scotland forever" and "Mum & Dad".

In Edinburgh, he gained a reputation as "hard man" when six gang members tried to steal from his coat. When he stopped them, he was followed. Connery launched a one-man assault which the future Bond won hands down.

He scraped a living any way he could. He drove trucks, worked as a lifeguard and posed as a model at the Edinburgh College of Art. He spent his spare time bodybuilding.

Too beautiful for words

The artist Richard Demarco, who as a student often painted Connery, described him as "too beautiful for words, a virtual Adonis".

A keen footballer, Connery was good enough to attract the attention of Matt Busby, who offered him a £25-a-week contract at Manchester United.

But, bitten by the acting bug when odd-jobbing at a local theatre, he decided a footballer's career was potentially too short and opted to pursue his luck on the stage. It was, he later said, "one of my more intelligent moves".

In 1953, he was in London competing in the Mr Universe competition. He heard that there were parts going in the chorus of a production of the musical South Pacific. By the following year, he was playing the role of Lieutenant Buzz Adams, made famous on Broadway by Larry Hagman.

American actor Robert Henderson encouraged Connery to educate himself. Henderson lent him works by Ibsen, Shakespeare and Bernard Shaw, and persuaded Connery to take elocution lessons.

Connery made the first of many appearances as a film extra in the 1954 movie Lilacs in the Spring. There were minor roles on television too, including a gangster in an episode of the BBC police drama Dixon of Dock Green.

The ladies will like him....

In 1957, he got his first leading role in Blood Money, a BBC reworking of Requiem for a Heavyweight, in which he portrayed a boxer whose career is in decline.

It had been made famous in America by Hollywood legend Jack Palance. When Palance refused to travel to London, the director's wife suggested Sean.

"The ladies will like him," she said.

A year later, he was alongside Lana Turner - proper Tinsel Town royalty - in the film Another Time, Another Place. Her boyfriend, the mobster Johnny Stompanato, reacted badly to rumours of a romance.

He stormed on set and pulled out a gun. Connery grabbed it from his hand and overpowered him, before others stepped in and kicked him off set.

He was praised for his role in the BBC drama, Blood Money

The name's Bond...

And then came Bond. Producers Cubby Broccoli and Harry Saltzman had acquired the rights to film Ian Fleming's novels and were looking for an actor to portray 007.

Richard Burton, Cary Grant and Rex Harrison were all considered, even Lord Lucan and the BBC's Peter Snow.

It was Broccoli's wife, Dana, who persuaded her husband that Connery had the magnetism and sexual chemistry for the part.

That view was not originally shared by Bond's creator, Ian Fleming. "I'm looking for Commander Bond and not an overgrown stuntman," he insisted.

But Broccoli was right, and Fleming was wrong. The author quickly changed his mind when he saw him on screen. He even wrote a half-Scottish history for the character in some of his later works.

A director friend, Terence Young, took Connery under his wing, taking him to expensive restaurants and casinos; teaching him how to carry himself, so the slightly gauche Scot would pass as a suave and sophisticated secret agent.

Connery made the character his own, blending ruthlessness with sardonic wit. Many critics didn't like it and some of the reviews were scathing. But the public did not agree.

The action scenes, sex and exotic locations were a winning formula. The first film, Dr No, made a pile of money at the box office. Even abroad it was hugely successful; with President Kennedy requesting a private screening at the White House.

More outings swiftly followed - From Russia with Love (1963), Goldfinger (1964), Thunderball (1965) and You Only Live Twice (1967).

It was exhausting and occasionally dangerous. At one point, he was thrown into a pool full of sharks with only a flexi-glass screen for protection. When one of the creatures got through, Connery beat the hastiest of retreats.

There was other work, including Alfred Hitchcock's Marnie, and The Hill, a drama about a wartime British Army prison in North Africa.

But by the time You Only Live Twice was completed, Connery was tiring of Bond and feared being typecast.

He turned down On Her Majesty's Secret Service, with the role given to Australian actor George Lazenby, whose career never recovered.

Saltzman and Broccoli lured Connery back for Diamonds Are Forever in 1971, meeting the actor's demand for a then record $1.25m fee. Connery used it to set up the Scottish International Education Trust, supporting the careers of up-and-coming Scottish artists.

The film had mixed reviews, with some critics complaining the film relied too much on camp humour, a theme that would continue and develop under his successor, Roger Moore.

Connery starred in the Rudyard Kipling tale The Man Who Would Be King alongside his great friend Michael Caine, but most of the next decade was spent in supporting roles, such as in Time Bandits, or as part of an ensemble cast in films like A Bridge Too Far.

Never Say Never

Having lost a lot of money in a Spanish land deal, he accepted a lucrative offer to play Bond again, in Never Say Never Again. This time 007 was an ageing hero; older, wiser and self-deprecating but ultimately still as hard as nails.

The title was suggested by Connery's wife, who reminded her husband he had vowed "never to play Bond again".

He continued to play other parts, winning a Bafta for his performance as William of Baskerville in Umberto Eco's The Name of the Rose.

A year later, his performance as a world-weary Irish beat cop, albeit with a definite Scottish accent, in The Untouchables, won him an Oscar for best supporting actor.

In Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, he played Harrison Ford's father, despite being only 12 years older. And there was a knowing nod towards James Bond alongside Nicolas Cage in The Rock, where he was a British secret agent kept imprisoned for decades.

There was box office success for The Hunt for Red October, The Russia House and Entrapment; although First Knight and The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen failed to take off.

And he turned down the role of Gandalf in The Lord of the Rings in 2006, declaring himself tired of acting and sick of the "idiots now making films in Hollywood".

Exile

He was briefly considered for the role of the gamekeeper in the 2012 Bond film Skyfall, but the director, Sam Mendes, wisely felt it would be distracting to have a previous 007 appear with Daniel Craig.

Always hating the Hollywood lifestyle, he preferred to play golf at his homes in Spain, Portugal and the Caribbean with his second wife, Micheline Roqubrune, an artist he had met in Morocco.

His previous marriage, to the Australian actress Diane Cilento, had ended in 1975 amid allegations he had been violent towards her and had a string of affairs. They had one son, the actor Jason Connery.

He claimed he remained true to his Scottish roots despite living abroad

Despite his exile, he retained a full throated passion for Scotland, despite once misguidedly endorsing a Japanese blend of whisky.

He attributed his short fuse and his "moodiness" to his Celtic genes. "My view is that to get anywhere in life you have to be anti-social,'' he once said. "Otherwise you'll end up being devoured."

A long overdue knighthood, finally awarded in 2000, was reportedly held up by the Labour government because of his support for Scottish independence.

In truth, his Bond is now a museum piece; the portrayal of women impossibly dated. The action scenes are still thrilling, but the sex too often bordered on the non-consensual. ***

Thankfully, it's been a while since 007 slapped a woman on the backside and forced a kiss. But Connery's performance was of its time, enjoyed by millions of both sexes and gave the silver screen a 20th Century icon.

He leaves behind him a body of work that any actor would be proud of and, not least, a vacancy for the title "Greatest Living Scot".

***[silly nonsense by politically-correct BBC writer. It’s a freaking movie, not a public service announcement]

https://news.yahoo.com/obituary-sean-connery-122642503.html

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Thorin’s One and the Black Arrow

The company had picked you up on their journey to the mountain at Gandalf’s insistence. Now you were tumbling down a waterfall in a barrel and suddenly you hear the elves’ horn sounding some kind of warning.

“No!” You hear Thorin shout as an elvin gate that is closing across the river comes into view. All your barrels crash into the gate and each other. You are in one next to Kili and suddenly an elf falls into the river behind you with an orc arrow in his back. “ORCS!” You shout. Fighting and bodies start falling all around you.

You see Kili look up and turn to get out of his barrel and you immediately know what he wants to do. You are already facing the shore and beat him out of the barrel.

“No! Y/n!” He shouts but you ignore him. You fight your way up to the lever. And just as you reach out for it an orc arrow hits you in the front of your left shoulder.

“NO!” You hear the dwarves call out! You fall forward onto the huge lever and it moves down to open the gate. You slide off of it and hit your head on the wall in the fall, knocking you unconscious. You fall and the dwarves catch you before your body hits the barrels.

Ori pulls you into his barrel and keeps you safe throughout your journey down the river. Once you all reach calmer water, the dwarves pull you out of the barrel and lay you down on the rocky shore. Thorin is very concerned as he thinks you are his One, but hasn’t told you yet.

Thorin and his nephews are kneeling around you and Thorin calls for Oin. He comes over and tells Thorin to break off the arrow’s shaft a hand’s width up from the skin.

“Do not pull it out. We’ll need to keep it there until we can get her someplace where I can safely remove it and clean the wound properly.”

Thorin carefully breaks off the shaft of the arrow and pulls you up into a sitting position, cradling you so Oin can bandage your wounds. He is struggling to hold back tears fearing you may die and he never got to tell you he loved you.

Suddenly a man appears and sees you laying limply in Thorin’s arms.

“What have you done to her!” He accuses as he points his strung arrow at Thorin. Dwalin moves to protect you both and the man shoots the log Dwalin was holding on to.

Balin steps in and cautiously approaches the man. “She was struck by an orc’s arrow during their attack on us. We used these barrels to try to flee from them.” He explains. “Can you help us? Please? Would you take us to Laketown so we can get her wounds properly tended to?”

The man and Balin talk and the man eventually agrees to smuggle you all into the town. You all arrive at his dock and Thorin hands your unconscious body to Dwalin, who carries you through the town to Bard’s house. He distracts the men watching his house while the Dwarves sneak in through the back door.

Tilda & Sigrid, his daughters greet everyone and When they see you, they show Dwalin over to their bed and tell him to lay you down there. He does so and looks at you worriedly.

Thorin comes over and looks at you. “Her face is getting pale.” Thorin observes. “Oin, tend to y/n’s wounds.” He barks out as he turns and goes to talk to Balin across the room.

He watches as Oin, Sigrid and Bard tend to your arrow wound first. They tear your shirt away and Oin makes a disinfecting wash out of hot water and herbs. He cleans around the wound and holds you down with Sigrid’s, Kili’s and Fili’s help as he nods to Bard telling him to pull the arrow straight up and out. Bard counts to three out loud then pulls it out. You wake briefly at the pain but then fall back into unconsciousness.

Bard takes over Oin’s place holding you down while Oin pours more of the disinfectant into the wound causing you to momentarily wake and cry out from the pain. Again you struggle against the hands holding you down then go unconscious. He binds the wound as best he can and they leave you to rest.

A few hours later Thorin goes to check on you when he sees Oin walk over to you and get a concerned look on his face. You have become deathly pale and dark circles have formed around your eyes. The wound is festering black gunk. You have a fever and start thrashing.

Bard sees you thrashing and the two dwarves trying to hold you and keep you from banging into things. “Bard, do you have anything to bring down the fever?” Oin asks.

Bard lists off a few things, but they are weak fever reducers. “Do you have any Kingsfoil?” He asks.

“Not in here, why? It’s a weed! We feed it to the pigs!” He tells them. Bofur gets up and goes to search for some. “Oin tells him it’s a medicine and may help bring down the fever better and reduce the infection and pain.” Bard’s eyes get huge.

In the meantime Bard tells Tilda to make up the feverfew which Oin administers to you once it’s ready.

Bard steps out to see if he can see Bofur and decides to go check with the healers to see if they have any kingsfoil. He pokes his head in and tells them where he is going and that they need to stay put. They nod and he leaves.

Thorin, Balin and Dwalin talk about heading out as soon as possible and Dwalin asks, “What about weapons?” Balin tells them Bard agreed to give them some. Bain comes over and hears them talking.

“I don’t know how Da will get you weapons. All the decent ones are under lock and key in the armory!” He tells them.

Dwalin looks at Thorin and he nods. “Boy, tell us how to get there!” Thorin orders. Bain looks at him surprised. “How will you get in??? It’s all locked up and heavily guarded!” He says.

“Don’t worry about that lad, just tell us how to get there!” Dwalin says. Bain tells them and Thorin orders everyone to follow him except Oin.

“Uncle, I’m staying with y/n and Oin.” Kili tells him. Thorin turns and is about to argue it. “Uncle, had she not beat me out of the barrels, it would’ve been ME taking that arrow! I owe her my life!” Kili tells him. Thorin’s eyes get wide, then he nods. “We’ll be back for you when we get the weapons.” He tells him.

When Fili sees that his brother isn’t coming with, he tells Thorin he is staying too. Thorin growls, and they argue, but when Fili tells him Oin will need them to hold you down if you start thrashing again, then Thorin agrees to let both nephews stay.

He takes the rest of the dwarves and goes to the armory.

After a while Sigrid goes to stand outside the front door to see if she can see her father anywhere. Suddenly an orc drops down from the roof and lands in front of her. She screams and runs inside. The dwarves look up when they hear her scream and immediately grab anything they can use as weapons.

Suddenly orcs are dropping in to the house from the roof and smashing in through the walls. The dwarves do their best to fight them off and protect you and Bard’s children.

Suddenly Legolas and Tauriel appear and help the dwarves kill the orcs. Legolas looks around, not seeing Thorin and the majority of the company he leaves to continue hunting them down.

Tauriel turns to go, and Kili begs her to help you. “Tauriel, PLEASE, help y/n. She took an arrow for me and now we are losing her! She is my uncle’s One and our future Queen!” He says guessing at your relationship with his Uncle.

She starts to leave but you begin to moan and thrash about. She turns when she hears you and suddenly Bofur appears, running up the step with kingsfoil in his hand. Tauriel turns startled, and sees it is him and what he is holding. “Athelas!” She exclaims and yanks it out of his hand.

She goes to Tilda and tells her to fetch a bowl and hot water. Then she tells the Durin brothers to put you on the table. Sigrid and Bofur clear off the table and you are placed on it.

Oin removes the bandages as you struggle against Kili and a Fili as they try to keep you laying down. Tilda brings the hot water in a bowl and Tauriel begins to shred the kingsfoil and drops it into the water as she chants.

Bain moves to help hold down your legs and Sigrid joins to help. Oin moves over to watch Tauriel and holds his trumpet to his ear so he can hear what she is chanting.

She looks at your face and then at the wound. “She was hit by a black arrow!” She tells them. Then she scoops out some of the kingsfoil from the hot water and shoves it into the wound. You cry out and struggle, but the dwarves hold you down. They are surprised at your strength as you are so much leaner than they are. They really have to work to keep you down.

Tauriel places her hands over the wound and begins to chant again. Her hands begin to glow and you slowly stop struggling. Eventually you calm and sleep. The Durin boys step back and watch as Tauriel and Oin bandage you once again.

Bard’s children begin to pick up and clean up the house as best as they can. The dwarves help haul out the orc bodies and pile the weapons they find before dragging the bodies out to the lake. They get most of the place cleaned up by the time Bard returns.

He was just about to ask what happened and ask where the rest of the dwarves went when he hears the guards’ alarm and runs to see what is going on. He sees the guards parading the group of dwarves to the Master’s house. He follows to see what will happen.

Thorin convinces the master to help him and with Bilbo’s help he gets the master to agree after promising to share Erebor’s wealth and help rebuild Laketown into its former glory. Bard argues against this and reminds everyone of the warning held within the prophecy, but everyone ignores him after Alfred reveals and reminds everyone that it was Bards ancestor who failed to kill Smaug.

The master has a celebration and insists Thorin’s company stays in his home for the night. Thorin sends a message to those of his company still at Bards house, telling them to stay there with you until you have healed, then Oin is to lead you to Erebor once you are fit to travel.

They grumble but follow his orders. They help Bard patch up his home as best they can and apologize for all the trouble they have caused him. He sighs and thanks them for protecting his children from the Orcs and for the apology.

By late that night you finally awaken and are able to think clearer. Tauriel continues to treat you with the Kingsfoil from Bofur and the little bit that Bard had found. By morning you are able to sit up and talk with Tilda and Sigrid as they prepare breakfast.

Kili and Fili entertain Bain that day and teach him how to fight with a sword using the weapons from the Orc attack. While Bard and Oin watch amused. Tilda and Sigrid and Tauriel decide to find you a dress to wear and play with your hair making you chuckle.

You humor them and wear the dress and let them play with your hair. Allowing them to do all different kinds of pretty updo’s and braids. Tauriel teaching the girls how to to the elvish hair styles and them teaching her human ones. Much to the pleasurable amusement and surprise of the dwarves until early evening. Then you change back into your traveling clothes. Bard gives you one of his shirts so it’s easier for Oin to bandage your now healing wound.

Suddenly you all hear a rumble from the mountain. That spreads like an earthquake across the lake, rattling everything in its path. “Da, what was that?” Tilda asks clutching her doll.

“That was a dragon being unhappily woken from his sleep.” Bard says quietly. Fili quickly gets up and tells Bard to gather what he can and leave with his family. “And where will we run to? There is nowhere to go!” Bard exclaims.

“Anywhere is better than here, Bard!” Fili replies extremely worried. “Go see if Thranduril will give you shelter or see if anything in Dale is salvageable! But you MUST get out of here or you’ll burn!” He begs Bard.

“Nothing can kill the dragon, quickly, flee while you can!” Bard walks over to the window, opens it and looks at the wind lance that Thorin and Balin has seen earlier and discussed the tales about it with Bain.

Bard turns from the window and looks at his frightened children. Then he walks over to the table, leans on it for a minute formulating a plan, then looks up and reaches up into the rafter above his head. He pulls down the last remaining black arrow that was salvaged from the ruin of Dale.

They all look at it in awe and then the dwarves look at him and ask, “What are you going to do with that?!?” He walks over to Fili and tells him to take the children and flee while he tries to distract the dragon. They all look at him like he has lost his mind and his kids run to him, hugging him and beg him to come with them. He shushes them and tells them to be brave and be good. He looks up at Tauriel and she nods and begins to urge them to hurry and gather their things.

Bard kisses them goodbye and hurried out the door, Bain follows him and begs him to let him help. Bard goes to tell him to go back when the city guards spot him. He hands Bain the black arrow and tells him to keep it safe until he can come get it and shoot it from the wind lance. Bain nods and they split up.

Bain hides the arrow in a boat by the statue of the master of Laketown then hurried back to join his siblings. He gets back and they head down to the boat and Tauriel guides them down the waterways towards the gates of the city. Suddenly the dragon flies over the city and it buildings begin to erupt into flames as his mouth spews fire on the city. They pause each time he makes a pass.

Suddenly the Master’s boat rams theirs and nearly dumps them into the lake, but they manage to right the boat with you in it. You look up in time to see Bard freed from a jail cell after he lassos the master to his boat and the boat pulls the jail cell’s bars out of the wall.

Bain looks up and sees his father making his way to the armory and watches as he enters the armory through a window and a few moments later he kicks his way out of the roof of the armory armed with a longbow and arrows.

Bain grabs hold of a loading dock hook hanging above him as they pass it in the boat. He pulls himself out of the boat before you can grab him. He races off to get the black arrow to his father...

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