#Baggins siblings

[elrondss]

Thorin would def be the type of parent/guardian who goes through every single name he knows before he lands on the person he’s actually trying to speak to. like in a bagginshield shire au he’d be trying to call for Frodo and it’d go like “Fili! wait no- Kili- fuck- Dís- what? Gim- oh come on- Myrtle- Mahal that was the pony. What’s his name? FRODO!”

[anghraine]

By popular demand (aka two people asked lol), a secondary Women's Wrongs Poll for characters I considered for the first one, but ended up not choosing for various reasons:

[pilkypills]

thinking about him.....

[m4yh4ps]

Lobelia & Bilbo Siblings AU🍋🍀 + Lobelia's laketown garb🐳

please love them🙏😔

[frodo-with-glasses]

That’s unheard of!

[spectraling]

Anyway the reason I'm doing this is bc I'm in my Frodo-and-Merry-grew-up-like-brothers feels tonight and finding out that Frodo actually. Was born and raised in Buckland. He didn't move to the Shire until he was 21!

Was Frodo raised by Merry's parents? Are Saradoc and Esmeralda like adoptive parents to him? Was it like finally having a sibling, a little baby brother, when Merry was born? Someone to play and get into mischief with. Frodo teaching Merry all the tricks to stealing mushrooms. Was it Frodo that taught Merry to swim? I'm- I'm not sure on that last one bc Frodo can't have been too fond of water after. Well.

Anyways I'm crying

[soralinklokidottirofmirkwood]

Little ones: Demon Slayer (KNY) x The Hobbit crossover part 2. (Elfling Younger Kamado siblings AU)

The Children meets the rest of the dwarves and Gandalf, the journey begins.

The children watched as the other eight dwarves and the tall wizard come into the hole but Rokuta was looking at the wizard in curiosity “My, how did four elflings get to the shire?” Gandalf asked kneeling to the elfings hight “Hello sir, I’m Takeo, these are my siblings.” Takeo said “I’m Hanako.” Hanako said “I’m Shigeru and this is Rokuta.” Shigeru said lastly.

When the children introduced themselves Gandalf couldn’t help but smile down at the children for it have been decades since he last saw an elfling so it was a big surprise to him that there was not one, not two but four elflings in the shire with raven black hair, pale skin and big magenta eyes filled with innocence that made the wizards heart melt “I am Gandalf the grey.” He said “He tawl Wike Dada.” little Rokuta said in awe “Yeah.” Shigeru said until he felt his stomach rumbling “There’s a big buffet, let’s get some food.” Hanako said happily making Shigeru and Rokuta happy “Yaye.” The younger boys said.

As the children are getting food they introduced themselves to the other dwarves who smiled and told them their names because the four young elves are so cute.

After getting food the children sit down and ate while watching the dwarves have a grand time until it was time to clean up.

The dwarves are just cleaning but Bilbo gets annoyed when the dwarf with the star like hair style, Takeo believed he herd one of the younger dwarves call him Nori, for using one of his doily’s as a dish cloth then the dwarf with the floppy hat named Bofur began speaking about a sport irritating Bilbo more much to Gandalf’s and three of the elfings concern “My dear Bilbo, What on Earth is the matter?” The wizard asked the hobbit “What’s the matter? I’m surrounded by dwarves, what are they doing here?” Bilbo asked Gandalf who is helping while Bilbo ranted “I don’t want to get use to them, look at the state of my kitchen.” Then Bilbo began listing some things “Good thing we used the bathroom earlier.” Shigeru whispered with a shudder when one of the younger dwarves, Takeo believed he heard Gandalf call him Ori came over asking what he should do with his plate ‘At least one of them has manners.’ The eldest elfling thought in his head when Fili came over and the next thing the elflings knew plates, cups and silverware are being thrown followed by a very catchy song.

Once the song ended, Bilbo and the children saw that all the dishes and silverware were cleaned and neatly stacked with the dwarves laughing at the look on Bilbo’s face until three loud knocks are heard making the laughter stop “He is here.” Gandalf said walking to the door and opening it to reveal a dwarf that looked like Fili and Kili but he had black hair with silver streaks and unlike the other dwarves his beard was short and well kept “He wooks wike Fiwi Sama and Kiwi Sama.” Little Rokuta said “Yeah, maybe he’s their Dad.” Shigeru said “He’s actually our uncle.” Fili said gently making the children surprise “Ohh.” All of them said together as the new dwarf came in telling Gandalf that he lost his way twice until he saw a mark on the green door making Bilbo surprise “There is no mark on that door, it was painted a week ago.” The hobbit said going to inspect the door when Gandalf said that he put the mark there and introduced the dwarf as Thorin Oakenshield.

The four young elflings watched the dwarf they now know as Thorin Oakenshield interrogate Bilbo, asking him if he did any fighting and his weapon of choice “Well, I have some skills with conkers.” Bilbo said “Just as I thought, he looks more like a grocer than a burglar.” Thorin said making the children sweat drop “I feel sorry for Bilbo Sama.” Hanako said earning the attention of Thorin “Gandalf! You didn’t say he had elflings.” Thorin said giving Gandalf a hard glare making Gandalf sweat sheepishly “I’m good at axe wielding Thorin San.” Takeo said making the dwarves surprise “Our father taught me how to use an axe to cut wood.” Takeo continued.

The adults continued to talk and the elflings all stand by the wizard and hobbit very curiously as the dwarves talked about a quest with Gandalf holding Rokuta on his hip while the youngest elfling seems to be playing with the elderly wizard’s beard.

Takeo, Hanako and Shigeru couldn’t help but cringe when Bilbo read the incineration part on the contract Balin gave him and Bofur wasn’t helping with his graphic description making Bilbo faint.

At the sitting room Hanako and Shigeru are opening the windows to let some air in while Takeo made Bilbo some tea and Rokuta is still being held by Gandalf who began asking Bilbo when did dishes and doily’s become so important to him and lamented about Bilbo’s youth when the elflings began feeling sleepy with Rokuta falling asleep in the wizards arms snoring “I think it’s their bedtime.” Gandalf said adjusting Rokuta “Your right.” Bilbo said “Come on you two.” Takeo said gently picking up Shigeru on his hip and taking Hanako’s hand “The lad is strong.” Oin said in surprise making his brother, Gloin nod “Goodnight everyone.” The three elflings said together following Bilbo and Gandalf to the guest room.

The next morning:

The children woke up to the hole being eerily quiet, they washed in the guest room bathroom then they went out of the room to see Bilbo in the clean living room “Where are the dwarves and Ojiisan Gandalf?” Hanako asked looking around “They must of left.” Takeo said, looking around the room until he saw Bilbo grabbing a piece of Parchment that the oldest elfling recognized as the contract.

Bilbo, Takeo, Hanako and Shigeru ran across the Shire with little Rokuta in a cloth sling on Takeo’s back “Where are you lot going in such a hurry?” A hobbit asked “Can’t talk, we’re already late.” Bilbo shouted “Late for what?” The same hobbit asked “We’re going on an adventure.” Bilbo said as he and the older elflings ran until they caught up to Gandalf and the dwarves “Wait, I signed it.” Bilbo said giving the contract to Balin who began looking it over “Everything seems to be in order, welcome to the company.” The elderly dwarf said as Gandalf happily placed three of the elflings with him on his horse and took Rokuta from Takeo and tied the toddler on his back with help from Takeo then as soon as it was made sure that the youngest elfling wouldn’t fall and Takeo and Bilbo were given ponies, they began their journey.

As they rode, money bags were thrown around “What are they doing Ojiisan?” Shigeru asked looking up at Gandalf with big magenta eyes “Yes, what is that all about?” Bilbo asked also curious “They took wages! On wither or not you’d turn up, most of them bet you wouldn’t.” Gandalf said “What did you think?” Bilbo asked the wizard who caught his own money bags “My dear fellow, I never doubted you for a second.” Gandalf said making the elflings laugh but it stopped until Bilbo started sneezing “All this horse hair, I’m having a reaction, stop we have to turn around! I forgot my handkerchief.” Bilbo said making the dwarves grumble when Hanako pulled out a milky white handkerchief from her satchel “Here you go Bilbo Sama, you dropped it when we were packing so I picked it up.” The second oldest elfling said handing the hanky to the hobbit “Ah, Thank you Hanako dear.” Bilbo said taking the handkerchief with Gandalf scolding him as the journey continued with the elflings looking at the scenery in awe.

Recap:

Hanako: The world we’re in is so pretty.

Shigeru: yeah and the dwarves are awesome.

Rokuta: Ojiisan! Ojiisan!

Takeo: time for a Middle Earth secret ‘Leans to the screen’ According to Bilbo Sama, hobbits love it when Ojiisan does his firework display during midsummers eve.

Hanako: I hope he shows us some of his magic.

Shigeru: yeah.

All: See you next time on part 3.

Dwalin: who are they talking to?

Bilbo: that’s what I’m trying to figure out.

Gandalf: chuckles.

Balin: children these days.

[rivendell-poet]

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TWS : Faramir's self esteem issues (Faramir)

Notice : This is a scenario set before they have confessed to you.

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𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐧

✧ Overall, Aragorn still thinks it’s a good idea not to tell anyone about his feelings for you - but that doesn’t stop him from getting irritated when others try to flirt with you.

✧ Especially when his older brother decides to flirt with you.

✧ Realistically, Aragorn knows the two of you are joking around - but the idea of you two smiling over something he cannot do (or at least does not come as naturally to him) is unnerving.

✧ Aragorn tries not to hover over you when this happens and instead focuses on something more productive, like trying to teach the hobbits how to spar.

✧ It isn’t until you and Elrohir come to the training ground, clearly looking to train together, that he finally does something about his jealousy.

✧ “Brother! I have sparred with the hobbits for so long I worry they are growing used to me, would you care to make sure they are prepared against more enemies than just the Dúnedain.”

✧ By the smile that suddenly shows on Elrohir’s face, his sibling can see through him, but the son of Elrond doesn’t complain as he goes to the hobbits. Instead he steps aside to allow you and Aragorn to spar.

✧ It’s only after the spar that Elrohir makes a comment. “Jealous of me, Estel? That really isn’t very noble of you.”

✧ (It’s also probably not noble when Aragorn kicks him in the shin after, although it is satisfying).

𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬

✧ Realistically, Legolas knows that you don’t have any interest in Boromir. You’ve been around him long enough that the two of you would already have formed a romantic bond, and the two of you haven’t.

✧ But you also share bonds that he hasn’t got. The two of you are both from Gondor, and there’s a light in your eyes when you talk about your home that he will never fully get. And the two of you are both human.

✧ It never gets too bad, mostly manifesting in anxious looks between the two of you from far away and when no-one is watching.

✧ The only time it ever gets bad is when you and Boromir are both on the archery course together, attempting to outscore each other.

✧ Because that’s the thing that you two do together.

✧ He watches for a while, and eventually his feet take him to the archery course subconsciously. Announcing his presence by shooting an arrow from behind into your target, hitting a perfect bullseye.

✧ It’s petty, but he still lights up when you turn around and greet him - almost as if it’s just the two of you there.

✧ (Until you invite him to join yourself and Boromir.)

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐨

✧ Frodo isn’t a very jealous person naturally, and it’s this lack of jealousy is only reinforced when he’s one of the only people you talk to in the Shire.

✧ As you visit more often you eventually interact more with other hobbits, even if it’s just a dipped head or a few words, but everyone knows you're just here for the Baggins' family.

✧ (Although Frodo is very happy when you immediately bond with Sam, and that Pippin and Merry can make you laugh easily.)

✧ The only issue arises when a fellow ranger greets you, showing up on one of your walks together and immediately trying to hijack the conversation.

✧ It’s a little intimidating, more because of the height than anything else, and Frodo is reduced to stewing in the corner of the Green Dragon as you two catch up.

✧ When you step away to get a new drink, it’s just Frodo and the ranger there as he tries to channel Bilbo’s inner pettiness.

✧ “I’m very sorry, but I fear I’ve forgotten your name. Hobbits meet so many people, you see, and I don’t think (y/n)’s ever mentioned you.”

✧ You come back before anything else is said, and this time Frodo launches into conversation with you. He feels a little bad about the incident afterwards, but not enough to try and apologise.

𝐒𝐚𝐦

✧ Sam also isn’t a very jealous person, at least not when it comes to the people that he’s close with and them being around you.

✧ He’s glad when you can smile and laugh with his friends or with yours, because it shows you have people who care about you - and that’s what he really wants for you. People who care (like him).

✧ What he takes issue with is flirting and messing around from strangers who neither of you know.

✧ Because they don’t have your best interests at heart.

✧ They’re looking at you and only seeing looks, they’re not seeing the smile you make when you see the first flowers bloom or Sam’s found a recipe for just the right amount of sweetness and you’re tasting it for the first time. They don’t actually like you.

✧ He’s still generally confined to glaring from across the room, but every now and then - when someone gets too rowdy - he’ll come over to you and place his arm around your shoulders.

✧ It’s more a show of protection to support you than it is being jealous, but a small part of his heart is happy when they stop trying to get with you because of him.

✧ Always apologises for it and asks if you’re ok after.

𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲

✧ Everyone in the Shire could tell that something was going on between the two of you - everyone.

✧ (In fact, it had been a lot of people’s rumour of choice yesterday. Which Pippin certainly made sure he heard about.)

✧ Which made it even more egregious when someone had started flirting with you the second Merry had gone to get you drinks.

✧ In about twenty seconds, someone had managed to weasel their way to your side and was very badly attempting to flirt with you.

✧ The second you saw Merry re-appear, you had looked from him to the random guy in an obvious ask for reinforcements.

✧ Coming over with a smile, Merry puts on his biggest grin and holds up the drink for you before taking a look at the person next to you.

✧ “I’m sorry, are you the one who’s been guiding them around all day and is paying for their drink?”

✧ He leaves it at that, although he could go on, and is quite satisfied to see them immediately go back to the corner of the bar.

✧ You thank him for helping you, and he only feels a little guilty about the selfish reasons he’s done it.

𝐏𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧

✧ Doesn’t get jealous about the Fellowship being around you. You’re all going on a quest to save Middle Earth together and it would be childish of him to be upset about you hanging out with the people you’re going to be travelling with for months.

✧ However, he does get a bit jealous when some of the elves of Rivendell speak to you, such as one of the tall dark haired ones whisking you away to discuss something.

✧ Not that he does anything or complains - because they’re all slightly terrifying. He just waits, patiently, then insists it was no bother to wait before cursing hobbit-politeness that doesn’t allow him to complain about his hosts.

✧ Merry notices his stewing, it’s very obvious when Pippin is just standing outside a doorway and impatiently tapping his foot.

✧ Pippin only actually stands up for himself once. The dark-haired approaches you two, twice in the same day, and this time he puts himself in front of you.

✧ “Actually, we were about to train together…. If you don’t mind of course, only this is a prior engagement and-”

✧ He ends up going on a bit of a tangent, unseeing of the fond smile on your face as you watch him, before he finishes awkwardly.

✧ Erestor lets you two go in peace, and the two of you quickly head out to train - you pretending not to notice Pippin’s blush.

𝐁𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐫

✧ As custom with the rangers first day back in Minas Tirith, the taverns are soon filled with soldier’s of the White Tower - swordsmen and bowmen alike.

✧ You and him both end up in the same one, along with recruits from both sides. It’s tradition for the captain to cover the first round, and Boromir has deep enough pockets to fund it, so he gladly puts the coin down and takes drinks out himself.

✧ Looking around, he tries to spot you as a second ranger suddenly comes out with two drinks, one for you and one for him.

✧ It’s a small gesture, but one that he wanted to make for you. A gesture that he wanted to make you smile with, not for a random soldier to brighten your day.

✧ Taking the drink you smile before seeing Boromir, raising your glass to him and mouthing he can’t quite make out.

✧ He gives the drinks away as quickly as possible, going up to you - his heart skipping a beat as you immediately move up for him, gesturing to a spot by your side.

✧ The gesture instantly warms his heart, almost enough for him to forget about the perceived slight, and the warm atmosphere that soon takes over everything is more than enough to keep the rest of the negativity at bay.

✧ (Him being close to you for the rest of the night certainly helps, too.)

𝐅𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐫

✧ In all honesty, there’s such a small period between you knowing each other and you starting to court that there really isn’t that much for him to be jealous over.

✧ Except when he learns of your potential betrothal to his brother.

✧ It’s never been a tradition his fond of, Gondor’s hopefuls giving away their children to the stewards, but it’s something he’s endured. Faramir knows his brother will never find someone this way.

✧ Until you are a candidate. Because who would not choose you, if they had a chance for your hand?

✧ He certainly would, and he expects Boromir too as well. He watches as, for another time in his life, he is forced to be on the sidelines even as his new love is a few feet from him.

✧ When Boromir greets you, it takes Faramir biting down on the inside of his cheek - only enough to distract - so that his disappointment and jealousy will not show.

✧ Faramir now envies little for his brother, but when your heart is involved it becomes fiercer than ever.

✧ (The insecurity of him being almost convinced that people will always choose Boromir over him does not help with these emotions either.)

𝐄𝐨𝐰𝐲𝐧

✧ As the dawn has finally risen on Helm’s Deep, and the noises of war no longer echo in the gorge, Éowyn is finally allowed to leave the cave and search for her loved ones. She is delighted to see all her loved ones alive, and Éomer’s return, and it is even better when the Golden Hall is decorated for celebration.

✧ When you all return from Isengard she is the first to greet you, and you gladly keep to her company once you dismount.

✧ It is not you leaving her that makes her jealous, but rather the large amount of Rohirrim who suddenly seem interested in one of the heroes of Helm’s Deep.

✧ She supposes a potential future ruler of Gondor must have good diplomacy, but she wishes you wouldn’t extend it to practically everyone in this hall who’s only looking for a quick flirt.

✧ Eventually, as yet another person fills the gap she takes their place, offering you a drink from the Cup of Kings. You take it, drinking a sip before meeting her eyes and whispering for her to not go and to protect you from yet another person.

✧ Éowyn gladly agrees, intervening when other people try to speak as soon as you glance her way, and the rest of the night is spent with you.

✧ (Also supports whatever decision you make when Éomer asks if you’ll join the drinking game. Either a loyal defender of your right not to drink, or the best support-woman you ask for.)

𝐄𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫

✧ Even when pining for you, when in some ways it hurts him to be near you - reminding him of his love - he still goes to your training sessions, cheering just as loudly.

✧ He can more easily recognise the way his heart flutters in joy when you look for him in the corner of the room, and how quickly he smiles when all you do is acknowledge him.

✧ And then one day, he can feel your eyes on him, the smile you get when you notice him, before your eyes slip away and search for someone else.

✧ Éomer knows he should expect this, that there are other people you care for, but it’s like being plunged into cold water.

✧ Following your line of sight, he sees when your eyes light up again and immediately tries to determine who’s making you smile like that.

✧ It’s his sister, of course.

✧ The worry leaves him immediately, replaced by embarrassment. Even more so when Éowyn notices him staring before looking between you and him, a knowing smile on her face.

𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐝

✧ He understands it’s your job to be decently polite to people, when they aren’t actively breaking the law, so doesn’t mind when you're nice and friendly with people. In fact, he quite likes it and it helps reassure him you’re the right person for him.

✧ However, he’s been on one to many night shifts where some of the residents have gotten too drunk.

✧ Knows you can handle it, but doesn’t think that you should have to handle it.

✧ Tries to let you deal with them but is certainly hovering there ominously in the background, ready to be backup should you need any backup.

✧ However, as he can see a man try to approach you during the festival, Bard decides he’s finally had enough for tonight. Tonight was supposed to be the two of you.

✧ As he gets closer, Bard simply puts a hand on his shoulder - firm enough to stop him in his tracks.

✧ He can feel the man tense up but just speaks quietly to him, a tone of forced politeness.

✧ “I assure you, they're busy.”

✧ You turn in time to see the man take hasty steps backward while Bard looks a little too pleased to be innocent, but when you tilt your head in question he just grins.

✧ Deciding to run with the string of luck, you don’t chase him further; you simply accept what’s happened and spend practically the rest of the night with him.

𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐢𝐥

✧ Thranduil does not see it as jealousy, because jealousy implies that he is unstable. Jealousy implies he has a genuine belief that you would be interested in any of the elves that give a passing smile to you.

✧ If he had to pick a word, he would choose protective. In actuality it’s closer to ‘possessive’ but you aren’t his - not yet at least - and therefore he has nothing to possess.

✧ He does, however, have plenty to protect.

✧ Making sure never to abuse his powers, he understands that you make your own choices, he will occasionally keep an eye on things.

✧ It’s only ever subtle shifts, like the overly flirty elf you were complaining about in your talks being transferred from his doors and into a regular guard patrol. He sees your slightly lighter step, and hears no words of complaints from you.

✧ Is fine with you having relationships (such as friendships) that you’d appear to be closer to - simply because they are your friend and he is your king. Until he can truly bridge that gap, there will always be some level of formality between you two.

✧ (That doesn’t stop him from wishing you could be that comfortable around him, however. The fact he wishes for the friendly touch or wider grin you give to others.)

𝐓𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥

✧ Becoming part of the royal guard is, for the most part, exactly what Tauriel had dreamed of for both herself and for you.

✧ There are a few things she would change, of course, like the two of you being able to spend more time together - but these are minor things.

✧ Then there’s the minor thing of Caraitur, an elf that you patrol with. Tauriel knows that he doesn’t actually mean anything with his flirting, but he still annoys her. The way he tries to hold the door open for you, or smiles at you.

✧ Doesn’t confront him but is actively petty. If she’s on any duty regarding taking care of helmets or weapons his are always not quite shiny. Perfectly functional, but something looks off about them.

✧ Always enjoys being very affectionate with you afterwards, hugs and lots of smiles. (Sitting right next to you while sending a smirk at him.)

✧ ✧ She’s careful to make sure none of what she does can be traced back to her, but that doesn’t mean she can’t still reap her reward.

✧ You’ll ask her why she’s smiling and she comes up with either the most nonsensical answers you’ve ever heard or just say ‘you’.

𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐫

✧ Lindir had always been very grateful for his elven qualities, and never considered the fact he was an elf to be anything less than a gift.

✧ Except for certain aspects when it comes to you. There are the more unpleasant aspects, of course, but also simpler ones that in some ways annoy him more.

✧ Like the fact he will never be able to bond with you over certain things that are small to some people (like the crunching of snow effortlessly beneath your feet), and deeper meanings.

✧ To him, you seem to light up more when around the race of men. Like how you are doing with Aragorn, the king’s heir, back to briefly visit Imladris.

✧ He’s not naturally a confrontational person, so prefers to try and ignore his envy while stealing glances from the two of you from afar. Trying to convince himself he isn’t seeing you laughing with so much mirth, or smiling so widely.

✧ Eventually, he can’t take it any more. Spying the two of you in the gardens, Lindir also moves to go there - running into the two of you with a deep bow.

✧ Careful not to stutter with his words, or allow his blush to show, he asks if he may walk with you soon as the two of you have been more distant lately.

✧ His heart is lifted almost immeasurably when he asks you to walk with him now, leaving the human behind to be with him. And seeing you smile and laugh with him, it alleviates his worries very well indeed.

𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐫

✧ To be entirely honest, there isn’t anyone he truly feels jealous of - at any point in time when you aren’t courting.

✧ He understands that you are travelling with the Fellowship because of your duty to protect Middle Earth, and he’s glad you get along well with your companions.

✧ When the two of you are out on patrol he gets to know you more as you speak of them to him, and tell him about your thoughts.

✧ That you speak fondly of the hobbits, but in a familial way - as though they were younger siblings, or at the least ones to be protected (and not romantically interested in).

✧ Although you are more tolerant of the dwarf than he may have liked, Haldir recognises the annoyed-but-affectionate tone you employ about him to be one of friendship.

✧ He fears not for either of the men, as one is in love with an elf already and one is in love with his city.

✧ Haldir is still protective of you, trying to spend as much time with you as he can while you are in his realm, but he is assured enough to never be jealous of anyone - only the time you spend with them.

✧ Even that he can understand, and he combats these feelings by simply asking you to join him on patrol.

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧

✧ Elladan knows he should not be jealous of his own brother, especially when his own brother is doing this very deliberately to make him jealous.

✧ But, now that Elladan has finally come to a realisation about his feelings, he knows that he wants to be the one with his arms around you.

✧ He knows that he wants to be the one to make you smile. He knows that he wants to be the one who makes you laugh. He knows that he wants to be the one for you.

✧ And he certainly does not need his brother to give him a ‘helpful nudge’, thank you very much.

✧ Elrohir gets slightly closer to you, and Elladan finally comes out of his hiding place and coughs to announce his presence.

✧ Trying not to smile too obviously when you brighten, he pretends to be entirely innocent before asking if he can join the two of you.

✧ You agree quickly, and Elrohir feigns annoyance before suddenly remembering something important to leave the two of you alone.

✧ As Elrohir leaves Elladan can see him mouth ‘good luck’ before winking.

✧ Unfortunately, you don’t see that part. You just see Elladan mouthing ‘bastard’ back. It still makes you laugh.

𝐄𝐥𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐢𝐫

✧ Of all the elven figures, Elrohir is by far the most jealous. And also the most irrational with his jealousy.

✧ For him, it isn’t about who or even what you’re spending your time with, just that it’s so much more than him. And that he wants you to look at him with love in your eyes, of any kind.

✧ As you pour over more paperwork regarding Gondor for the fifth hour that night, he lets out a despairing groan that matches the look in your eyes.

✧ “Oh come on darling, will Gondor truly collapse if you take a little break? I’m going to break if you keep ignoring me.”

✧ Looking up, you give him a small smile before going back to… Gondor’s agricultural imports regarding fruits of Rohan.

✧ With a grin, he makes sure to be gentle before whisking the paperwork away from you. “We can make someone else do it. Faramir would be happy to help his twin out, or we can bully my brother-”

✧ You make a swipe for the paperwork, but he can tell your heart isn’t in it which only increases his grin. Pulling you up, he instantly begins to get you out of the door and into your city.

✧ He reasons it might be nice to see what your city looks like again after only seeing it in official documents, but both of you know it’s simply a poor excuse to spend time with you.

A/N : Hope you enjoyed! Next update is the confessions, so we're finally getting completely romantic. Also, if the writing is different then it's because this was written at 8am, 2pm, and 9pm respectively... so. Also - I now have a taglist! (feel free to fill out the form if you want to be tagged)

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Tolkien Reading Day 2025

Happy Tolkien Reading Day! Since the theme for this year is Fellowship and Community, I thought I would recommend a few fics that I feel reflect it:

Tend to the Flame by @maglor-my-beloved

The Fëanorians, returned at last, move to Formenos and turn the ruined fortress into a city of crafts and creation, a place of second chances and a home for those who do not know where they belong. Their family grows over the centuries, and Míriel's last work is in time completed. (Or, what if all my blorbos were friends and lived in a cool city together and bonded over an arts&crafts project)

Department of Song and Craft Safety, Review, and Approval by @icryyoumercy

there is a plan to prevent the re-embodied Fëanorians from once again engaging in questionable behaviour or craft. strangely, it doesn't work

White Water Flowing by @starspray

In Valinor and homesick for Imladris, Celebrían decides to build a new one.

The Last Spring by @clothonono

"Perhaps they've had another baby," said Lalwen. "How many are they up to now, five?" "They cannot possibly have had another baby," said Findis. "Can they?" "Perhaps he's coming to visit," said Finarfin. His siblings all glared at him.

to speak, to scream and laugh with the echo by @clockworkcrabofea

In which Maedhros once told Maglor that Angband’s government was very might-to-right so, upon waking up in the past after haunting the shores through the Fourth Age, he decides that he could probably beat up a balrog or two and marches his ass across the Ice to bitch slap Sauron. Sauron finds himself unexpectedly okay with this.

Songbird by @tanoraqui

It was not with heavy heart that Paladin Took approached the Bird's Nest. But his ribs might've been weighty and his liver positively annoyed, and not just from the many fine ales and finer wines he'd consumed throughout his life. It was that damn Lotho again, Lotho Sacksville-Baggins from up Hobbiton way with his air and his Big Men—well, two could play at that game! And if anyone was going to be calling themselves "Chief" in this day and age, it would be the right and proper Thain of the Shire! His blood up, he knocked rather hard on the oversized door. "Maggie! Are you in there? Open up!"

To Live in the Undying Lands by @tathrin

A smattering of snippets set throughout the (im)mortal lives of the remaining members of the Fellowship on the other side of the Sundering Sea.

Anastasis by @chthonion

"Forgive me,” Frodo says in his accented Quenya, the syllables strange in his ears. “I—I have an old wound. It troubles me still, sometimes." "It is I who must ask your forgiveness," says the stranger. "I believe I may be the one who put it there." In Aman, Frodo and Celebrimbor and Finrod forge a friendship, talk about trauma, and deal with the fact that Sauron's ghost is haunting Celebrimbor.

Old bonds remade by @deadqueernoldor

“When the flower blooms, the bees come uninvited” Or Maglor is in banishment as decreed by the Valar, but it seems he is the only one who remembers that ‘banishment from elven society’ means that he is supposed to be alone

I forced myself to stick to nine recommendations (to match our favourite Fellowship) but PLEASE add more fics to this list! There are so many amazing Tolkien fics so make sure to reblog this with your own favourites.

Have a lovely day!

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The Hobbit by J. R. R. Tolkien (1937)

In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort. Written for J.R.R. Tolkien’s own children, The Hobbit met with instant critical acclaim when it was first published in 1937. Now recognized as a timeless classic, this introduction to the hobbit Bilbo Baggins, the wizard Gandalf, Gollum, and the spectacular world of Middle-earth recounts of the adventures of a reluctant hero, a powerful and dangerous ring, and the cruel dragon Smaug the Magnificent.

Percy Jackson and the Olympians by Rick Riordan (2005-2009)

Percy Jackson is a good kid, but he can't seem to focus on his schoolwork or control his temper. And lately, being away at boarding school is only getting worse - Percy could have sworn his pre-algebra teacher turned into a monster and tried to kill him. When Percy's mom finds out, she knows it's time that he knew the truth about where he came from, and that he go to the one place he'll be safe. 

She sends Percy to Camp Half Blood, a summer camp for demigods (on Long Island), where he learns that the father he never knew is Poseidon, God of the Sea. Soon a mystery unfolds and together with his friends—one a satyr and the other the demigod daughter of Athena - Percy sets out on a quest across the United States to reach the gates of the Underworld (located in a recording studio in Hollywood) and prevent a catastrophic war between the gods.

The Lord of the Rings by J. R. R. Tolkien (1954-1955)

In a sleepy village in the Shire, a young hobbit is entrusted with an immense task. He must make a perilous journey across Middle-earth to the Cracks of Doom, there to destroy the Ruling Ring of Power - the only thing that prevents the Dark Lord's evil dominion.

The Chronicles of Narnia by C. S. Lewis (1950-1956)

Four adventurous siblings—Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy Pevensie— step through a wardrobe door and into the land of Narnia, a land frozen in eternal winter and enslaved by the power of the White Witch. But when almost all hope is lost, the return of the Great Lion, Aslan, signals a great change . . . and a great sacrifice.

The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery (1943)

The Little Prince is a classic tale of equal appeal to children and adults. On one level it is the story of an airman's discovery, in the desert, of a small boy from another planet - the Little Prince of the title - and his stories of intergalactic travel, while on the other hand it is a thought-provoking allegory of the human condition.

The Inheritance Cycle by Christopher Paolini (2002-2011, 2023)

When fifteen-year-old Eragon finds a polished blue stone in the forest, he thinks it is the lucky discovery of a poor farm boy. But when the stone brings a dragon hatchling, Eragon soon realizes he has stumbled upon a legacy nearly as old as the Empire itself. 

Overnight his simple life is shattered, and, gifted with only an ancient sword, a loyal dragon, and sage advice from an old storyteller, Eragon is soon swept into a dangerous tapestry of magic, glory, and power. Now his choices could save--or destroy--the Empire.

Time Quintet by Madeleine L'Engle (1962-1989)

It was a dark and stormy night; Meg Murry, her small brother Charles Wallace, and her mother had come down to the kitchen for a midnight snack when they were upset by the arrival of a most disturbing stranger. 

Wild nights are my glory, the unearthly stranger told them. I just got caught in a downdraft and blown off course. Let me sit down for a moment, and then I'll be on my way. Speaking of ways, by the way, there is such a thing as a tesseract. 

Folk of the Air by Holly Black (2018-2020)

Of course I want to be like them. They're beautiful as blades forged in some divine fire. They will live forever. 

And Cardan is even more beautiful than the rest. I hate him more than all the others. I hate him so much that sometimes when I look at him, I can hardly breathe. 

Jude was seven years old when her parents were murdered and she and her two sisters were stolen away to live in the treacherous High Court of Faerie. Ten years later, Jude wants nothing more than to belong there, despite her mortality. But many of the fey despise humans. Especially Prince Cardan, the youngest and wickedest son of the High King. 

To win a place at the Court, she must defy him--and face the consequences. 

In doing so, she becomes embroiled in palace intrigues and deceptions, discovering her own capacity for bloodshed. But as civil war threatens to drown the Courts of Faerie in violence, Jude will need to risk her life in a dangerous alliance to save her sisters, and Faerie itself.

The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by V. E. Schwab (2020)

France, 1714: In a moment of desperation, a young woman named Adeline meets a dangerous stranger and makes a terrible mistake. 

As she realizes the limitations of her Faustian bargain-being able to live forever, without being able to be remembered by anyone she sees- Addie chooses to flee her small village, as everything she once held dear is torn away. 

But there are still dreams to be had, and a life to live, and she is determined to find excitement and satisfaction in the wide, beckoning world-even if she will be doomed to be alone forever. 

Or not quite alone-as every year, on her birth-day, the alluring Luc comes to visit, checking to see if she is ready to give up her soul. Their darkly thrilling game stretches through the ages, seeing Addie witness history and fight to regain herself as she crosses oceans and tries on various lives. 

It will be three hundred years before she stumbles into a hidden bookstore and discovers someone who can remember her name-and suddenly, everything changes again. 

Circe by Madeline Miller (2018)

 the house of Helios, god of the sun and mightiest of the Titans, a daughter is born. But Circe is a strange child—not obviously powerful like her father, nor viciously alluring like her mother. Turning to the world of mortals for companionship, she discovers that she does possess power—the power of witchcraft, which can transform rivals into monsters and menace the gods themselves.

Threatened, Zeus banishes her to a deserted island, where she hones her occult craft, tames wild beasts, and crosses paths with many of the most famous figures in all of mythology, including the Minotaur; Daedalus and his doomed son, Icarus; the murderous Medea; and, of course, wily Odysseus.

But there is danger, too, for a woman who stands alone, and Circe unwittingly draws the wrath of both men and gods, ultimately finding herself pitted against one of the most terrifying and vengeful of the Olympians. To protect what she loves most, Circe must summon all her strength and choose, once and for all, whether she belongs with the gods she is born from or the mortals she has come to love.

[starsofarda]

Ok, since @starshadeemilyart has inspired me, here's a spinoff, or several, of my post about the Finweans + Thingol in the Shire in the Third Age. Also PLS CHECK HER ART, IT'S FEFE FIGHTING LOBELIA SACKVILLE-BAGGINS!!!!!

Anyway, here's what I have to offer.

It's VERY long, so I am putting this under cut

MAGLOR'S HOBBIT EXTREME MAKEOVER

Well, as seen in my OG post, Maglor gets picked up on the way to Hobbiton. He is wearing shabby black robes and has seaweed in his hair, bc by now he IS the beach cryptid everyone talk about. At least, Hobbits know of him and treat him like we treat fairies.

It is a bit of a surprise for the Hobbits to know that he is technically a prince and lord and whatnot, and they take a good look at him and then at his brothers/father/cousins/uncle/whoever is Thingol and decide that the local cryptid needs a makeover. The Hobbit Way.

So Maglor gets gently bullied into following the Hobbit ladies, who insist that "This is for your own good, Mr. Cryptid, no gentleHobbit wears seaweed in their hair, also what is the last time you had a proper bath?"

They have to find the biggest bathtub ever known to Hobbit, which they do.

It takes the Hobbit ladies a good 5 hours, interlaced with Maglor trying to say "but my ladies, I have male body parts, you surely would be ashamed!" and "you really do not need to extend your kindness to me", to which he gets a "we have seen it all" because they are elderly grandmas who think the Cryptid is their child or something and have had countless kids and grandkids, and also "once again, it is for your own good!".

Well. Maglor comes back all cleaned up and dressed head to toe in Hobbit fashion: white shirt, red vest, navy coat and black trousers, hair neatly tied in a low ponytail (the grandmas had been waiting this moment since the first time they saw Maglor Being a Cryptid).

Feanor has to commend the grandmas, he offers to repair and rebuild everything they need, but he gets shushed with a "it's nothing, we were planning that for years and also you gave the nasty Sackville-Bagginses a run for their money and that's more than enough".

They also polished Maglor's harp properly.

The contrast with the Elvish robes the others are wearing is a bit jarring, but they all agree that it's an upgrade from "Seaweed Elf". They also commend the use of red, which is actually the family color (the Hobbits did not know that, they just thought it would fit him).

Later on Maglor will keep the Hobbit fashion, albeit slightly more adapted to himself and to Elvish customs.

RUSSINGON WEDDING

Yes, I mentioned Russingon Shire wedding and @starshadeemilyart made a brilliant piece on that, pls check it!

Anyway.

Fingon is called "The Valiant" for many reasons, but I am 1000% sure that in this context he is The Valiant for proposing:

Publicly at the Green Dragon

In front of all Elves and Hobbits

In front of his own father Fingolfin

Most importantly in front of Feanor himself.

Yes, Mae said yes. Of course he did, there was a lot of hugging and kissing and crying.

Yes, both Fefe and Golfin wanted to go kinslayer mode on their own offspring, but the assorted cheers from the Hobbits, consequent flower throwing and cousins/siblings joining in shenanigans stopped them.

Well, now the wedding is on. The family starts arguing over EVERYTHING.

From the robes to wear, to the circlets, to the jewelry, to the wedding rings, to the venue, to the food and drinks.

IDK if you have in mind the Reddit posts about the most inane arguments over a wedding. Yep, that's the Finweans.

Russingon NEARLY regret saying anything, plans to just elope are being drawn. That until the happy couple is dragged away from the drama by the Cottons and surrounded by Hobbits who have also dragged Bilbo out of his Hobbit hole for his (granted, very limited) knowledge about Elvish customs.

Mae and Fingon kindly fill in what they remember of their own parents' weddings and indeed the groom&groom's families have to participate somehow.

F&F get threatened on letting THINGOL organize the wedding and they would rather face Morgoth again than let him do ANYTHING for the wedding of their own offspring.

The Hobbits will supply food and drinks and venue, they are adamant about that. And ofc the suits/wedding rings for Russingon. Things are going great.

Curufin gets to build the altar and the decorations together with Feanor, Caranthir is in charge of the budget, Argon, Amras & Amrod are the ones spreading word and invites around the Shire. And ofc EVERYONE is going to show up, it's an (C)EventTM.

Celegorm helps hunting/gathering the beasts for the banquet, Maglor is in charge of the music - he has to be reminded that it is a JOYOUS event tho.

Fingolfin gets dragged away by Thingol and the Gaffer to take care of the flowers. No way they are letting any micromanaging maniac near the happy couple.

I have no idea of what Turgon does, but it's definitely in the "organizing the invitees list and the guestbook" area.

Gandalf supplies the fireworks.

The wedding is a blast, Fefe and Golfin get to bring their sons to the altar. Paladin Took, the Thane, to officiate the wedding.

It's a beautiful spring wedding, at the end of which Russingon get to ride off to their honeymoon into the sunset.

They come back and find a fully built house for them - Curufinwe and Junior had a lot of free time. It's a mix between an Elvish palace and a Hobbit hole. Russingon loves that to bits.

THINGOL AND THE GAFFER

Well. Thingol, amidst the Finwean shenanigans feels a little left out, until he spots the Gaffer tending to his garden. And he gets sad, because he is missing Doriath, he is missing his wife and he is missing everything.

So much loss over a rock.

Well, not even the spite bet done when Feanor fought Lobelia went well. But he knows gardening quite a lot, his wife was a Maia dammit! And the Gaffer is struggling with some sort of invasive species of weed that's killing his roses.

And he's like "my wife was the best, I know a thing or two, may I help?" and the Gaffer is like "yeah sure, I tried everything, the bloody weed keeps appearing, I am out of my wits."

And Thingol manages to draw out whatever power/knowledge he has left and the weed disappears in a couple of weeks. He and the Gaffer bond over gardening and Thingol becomes a lot more chill, but not chill enough to say sorry about the Silmarils.

Thingol loves pipeweed. The gardens in the Shire bloom beautifully and it almost looks like Doriath is there again. He does have to tone it down a few notches to not attract Sauron's servants tho.

Even the Finweans love and appreciate what happened with the gardens. Ofc they would love for him to say sorry about the Silmaril, but that's never gonna happen.

Thingol becomes the (second) best gardener. He lays down his crown for the farmer's hat. Somehow the Gamgees are blessed with everything needed to let nature grow and the strength and resilience needed to last an eternity.

CELEDHEL WEDDING

And well. If the Russingon wedding was not enough to send Feanor and Fingolfin's blood pressures to ungodly levels, now Aredhel and Celegorm arrive in front of them saying that they are getting married.

They both are about to say something when Turgon stands up in all his height and proclaims: "THESE TWO DO NOT NEED YOUR BLESSINGS BECAUSE THEY ALREADY HAVE MINE. i WOULD RATHER HAVE CELEGORM AS IN-LAW, THAN THE WRETCHED ELF WHO DEFILED MY SISTER."

He also adds that maybe having Celegorm as father figure will help Maeglin be less depressed when he gets re-embodied.

The only complaint Celegorm has is that Huan will not be there. When questioned about Huan, he responds that it was the name of his dear dog.

At the word "dog" Old Maggots gets summoned. He is bringing a puppy with him, ofc of the age when puppies can be on their own. He presents the puppy to the Elf. "It ain't magic, or trained yet, but if I lost me dogs I'd be called Mad Maggots! Hope your ladywife loves dogs too!"

And Celegorm looks at the puppy, looks at Old Maggots, picks up the puppy and presents it to Aredhel with teary eyes. "LOOK WE HAVE THE RINGBEARER! I AM ALREADY IN LOVE WITH THIS VERY GOOD BOY!"

And Aredhel looks at them both and sas "aw of course! He's going to be the best boy and ringbearer!"

And they both think it will end there.

Oh how wrong they are. The dog is being named Huan II and Celegorm spends time with him And Aredhel to train him properly, whilst they wait for the second wedding drama to unfold.

Tasks are distributed more or less in the same way as the Russingon wedding, this time however Fingon distracts Maedhros from micromanaging EVERYTHING.

Ofc groom and bride are dressed in Hobbit fashion.

Paladin Took is there to officiate once again.

The banquet however is a RIOT. There is a lot of drinking and dancing, if watching Celegorm and Aredhel stomping happily on the ground can be defined dancing.

It is there that finally Fefe and Golfin find it in their heart to get along. Like, properly get along, no more fighting unless it's petty small stuff and no more insulting each other.

Right before the wedding Namo decides to make Maeglin being re-embodied, he gets picked up by Gandalf, taken to Hobbiton, cue family reunion and being filled with anything happening. At least Maeglin is happy that his mother is actually marrying because she wants to and she is happy.

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That's what I have so far. I have something cooking for Curufin and Celebrimbor, but I still have to elaborate on that.

[stenclastiel]

Hey, do you know your brother Bill called me? Yes that brother of yours Bill. Do you know your brother Bill right?? That BROTHER of yours Bill?? Your sibling brother Bill??? Your boysibling Billy??? Your sibling boysibling brother Billyboy bilbo baggins??? Your BROTHER SIBLING BILLIARD BOWLING BALL??? Your brother Billiam?? Your-

[bywandandsword]

Oh boy this about to be long. Sorry

OK SO, background; my maternal grandma had a stroke about a year ago and it left her unable to walk, move her right arm, and unable to speak as effectively. She's actively going to therapy for this though and the doctors are hopeful she'll be independently mobile with enough pt. Because of this, her four children (my uncle, aunt, mom, and younger aunt, here on out known as DM, MS, mom, and TS), got power of attorney so they can keep paying grandma's bills and stuff

Immediately after her stoke, she went to live with MS, since she had a larger house with a spare room, and my mom agreed to come by regulalry to help MS. What ended up actually happening is mom was spending 12-18 hour days at MS's house doing all the work and when she wasn't there MS (who is a social worker btw) and her husband would neglect and ignore grandma. So mom was like "screw this" and brought grandma to live with us. Our house is smaller but since i was moving to Maine, she was able to move into my old room and for the last year, mom has been taking care of grandma with the help of my siblings, especially my brother (PWJ). My parents have been paying for almost all of grandma's supplies and meds, been taking her to all her doctors appointments, been going back and forth with doctors and nurses and stuff, and been paying grandma's bills, partially with grandma's money and partially with their money. This whole time, they have not gotten any sort of help from mom's siblings, save an occasional pack of baby wipes or something. Seriously, my saint of a mom has been doing the work of three people to make sure grandma's needs are met. Another major factor is that grandma wanted mom to get on her bank account anyway, since 1) mom is her primary care giver, and 2) she trust mom with her money the most. They literally were required to drive to Baton Rouge to the bank and grandma had to say clearly that she wanted mom on the account for it to happen. Grandma specifically did not want MS on the account because it's known that MS has a shopping addiction and would blow all grandma's money, and MS did know that mom was being put on the account. Grandma has been telling mom the whole time to use her money to pay for her supplies and stuff, but mom feels guilty using grandma's money, so they haven't unless necessary. For further context, it's also worth noting that all of mom's siblings are all significantly more financially well off than mom and dad are

Cut to this July. I'm in town for summer break and we're told that TS is selling grandma's house, which TS bought for grandma after grandma lost her house in Katrina. Since it's in TS's husband name and has been vacant for a year, they decided to sell it and hired a realtor before telling grandma they were doing this, and again, only gave us two weeks notice. The cowards told grandma over vidchat what they were doing while the realtor was literally standing behind grandma appraising the house. Overall, a colossal dick move. So we started frantically packing up grandma's valuables and looking for her documents. We were also collect things from around the house that we thought she would want in her room at home, including a dresser, a chair, several prayer books and photo albums, and all grandma's jewelry that we could find. Professional packers were coming to pack the rest of the house but we didn't want things like my great-grandma's china to get broken. At first, MS helped us pack, but when grandma had to go to the hospital (not gonna get into it, but she's ok now and is set to be discharged next week), she and mom took turns being with her at the hospital. However, after two weeks, I had to come back to Maine and mom and PWJ were the ones able to drive me back. Shortly before we left, mom and dad came short on bills, and so borrowed a couple thousand from grandma to make ends meet and get me back home, with the plan of paying her back a little each paycheck. Mom didn't tell her siblings this, and frankly, I don't think she had to, since it's grandma's money and it was between her and grandma

However. The day after mom and PWJ left to bring me back to Maine, MS and TS went to the bank to be put on grandma's account without telling grandma or mom. They waited till mom left to do this. Somehow they found out that mom had taken some money out and, instead of calling mom to ask her about it or talk to her or anything a decent person would do, they got on the phone with DM and used their power of attorney majority to take the rest of the money out of the account, totalling more than $18,000. All without telling grandma what they were doing. Mom found out from an atm in Maine when she went to get money for gas. That's how she found out the money was gone. The first thing mom does is call my dad and then her siblings, and she's freaking out, thinking someone hacked grandma's account or something. MS, TS, and DM get on a call with mom, tell her they're the ones who took out the money, start saying they can't trust mom, bash on her for an hour about the money and grandma's house, and that this is to "teach her a lesson". As if she was a child! As if they had a right! Where the money is, we don't know, mom's siblings haven't said, but they haven't put it back in the account. Also see, not only did they steal all of grandma's money and insult my mother, they also fucked mom over, cause grandma has bills that come out automatically that mom is now also liable for. Also, the money mom needed to get home from Maine was now gone, so she was stranded until dad got paid. To add to the insult, they're acting like what they did wasn't a massive deal

DM was talking just before we left about how he was worried about mom breaking down from the stress over grandma and then he does this? He talked about how our family needed to have more open communication, but then pulls this?? TS is fresh from stealing grandma's home of 18 years from under her, a home she told grandma "would be hers as long as she wanted it" and then steals all her money too! This is a woman who can afford a $4,000 rent and regular vacations for her family of four, but she's going to begrudge mom this?? And act like nothing happened? And then MS, the most Janus faced of the three, the next day in response to message from my dad, MS accused mom of straight up being a thief, of stealing things from grandma's house, and of being a liar. Since mom couldn't leave when she planned, she wouldn't be there to pick grandma up from the hospital and my siblings just started school, so it was unclear if they would be able to pick her up, which led MS to assuming she'd be picking up grandma and taking care of her until mom got in. But the thing is, MS hasn't done an honest days work he her fucking life, and she can't lift grandma, who needs to be lifted between her wheelchair and bed/toilet/kitchen chair/whatever. BUT! MS assumed that because she doesn't tell her son about anything, mom wouldn't tell me and my siblings about anything, which is dead wrong, mom and dad don't keep secrets from us. This bitch also assumed that one or more of my siblings would just go over to her house like mom did the first couple months and take care of grandma for her. All of my siblings declined and now she's sweating, thinking she's going to have to take care of grandma all on her own, which we're letting her believe (even though the caseworker moved the day so mom could be there). When she realized this she APOLOGIZED TO MY DAD (NOT MY MOM, MY DAD) about what she said, cause I guess she hoped that dad hadn't told mom what she said yet and that it would make everything okay. In reality dad showed the messages to mom as soon as he got them. Not knowing this, that evening, MS sent a message to mom asking if they could talk, that material things aren't important, and that she loves her

Mom hasn't responded to any of her sibling's messages, and she's oscillating between hurt, sadness, and anger. I'm just angry. Mom, dad, and my siblings have agreed to cut MS, TS, and DM out of our lives as much as possible, and if they want grandma to visit for a holiday or something, they have to come get her and take care of her with out our help. This is the culmination of a pattern of behavior that's been building for years and, finally, mom is done putting up with their bullshit. Personally, it's on sight. But mom isn't ready to fight yet and I hold my tongue right now purely cause mom asked me to. But they stole from my grandmother, a woman who helped raise me. They exploited her vulnerability to try and gain control over her and take her money (and in MS's case, her jewelry, cause MS took a bunch of grandma's gold jewerly "for safe keeping" and hasn't given it back). Then they accused and insulted my mother, why they they did nothing to help over the last year. Mom has been bending over backwards to make sure grandma gets everything she needs and still guilts herself over not doing more. And the one time mom prioritizes her needs to pay the fucking bills, this is what happens?? Fuck them, fuck the high horses they rode in on. How dare they?

My good bros, since I have made it back up to Maine a week ago some Fuck Shit has happened and the only thing preventing me from venting about it rn is that my mom and little brother are here

But they leave this afternoon

[lady-pe4nut]

The Adventures of a Brave and Oblivious Hobbit

Accidental Proposals

“Fili! Kili! If you both don’t stop messing around I’ll use my ladle on your hands again! Stay still, I won’t ask again.” A red tipped ear hobbit taps his foot in irritation as he combs through the hairs of the princes. At first they asked him innocently to help them with their hair, now they are trying to get away? It was downright ridiculous, “I have to braid your hairs back to the way they were so stop fidgeting Kili!” Smacking his arm lightly, braiding his hair with practiced hands.

Fili blushes when Ori and Nori walk in on their hobbit braiding Kilis hair. Their eyes wide they almost laughed, they knew Bilbo didn't understand dwarfish customs but, they had to get everyone to come see this moment. Before Fili could object Bilbo pulled on his ear “I told you to sit still and wait your turn, you both are gunning for no desserts tonight.” Deflating in his seat he awaits the inevitable laughter of his company.

One by one the area fills with dwarves watching as their hobbit/burglar fixes the prince's braids. His work was on par with their own skills in hair braiding it was beautiful to admire. Placing his hands on his waist he looks at the rest of the company of dwarves who’ve gathered round. “If you all are quite finished gawking? I have you know I may not be as precise with my hair braiding but, it isn’t terrible. I hardly think my hair braiding skills require this much attention?” Ticked off he says “Since you're all here? Who is next to get their hair done?” Before any could reply or voice an opinion a deep voice behind the company of dwarves speaks “I am” The company immediately moves out of the way for their King and leader.

“Master Baggins, I see you have braided the prince's hair?” Bilbo blushes a bit embarrassed his fire from earlier all but vanished “Well.. They asked for my help?” His eyes darted to his nephews narrowing his gaze at their cheeky smiles “Did they?” Bilbo nods timidly “Yes but, Thorin it’s quite alright you don’t need to get your hair done by me. I’m not” Thorin interrupts firmly, a warmth brewing in his gaze. “You asked who is next and I’ve replied Halwûn? Is this where I should sit?” He gestures to the seat in front of Bilbo, in the background Kili whispers to his brother Fili “I told you pay up” a bet had been placed between the two siblings. If their uncle Thorin saw Bilbo braiding another’s hair he would be the first to take over. Kili also bet their uncle would use a word in their native tongue for Bilbo. Fili owes him two desserts now and with a glare from their uncle the two and the rest of the company disperse.

Bilbo, oblivious to the lack of bodies around continues to unbraid Thorins hair. Gently he brushes through the strands, the raven hair capturing his attention. Humming a soft tune he begins to braid the sides of his hair. Thorins voice startles him out of his reverie, “Master Baggins?” Blushing embarrassed, thankfully Thorin can’t see his face. “Oh yes I didn’t hear you?” A rumble of a laugh meets his ears “Master Baggins, are you aware of Dwarvish customs?” Working on his second braid to match the other against Thorins face. “Not really Thorin, I know some from what the others have taught me but, unfortunately not a lot?”

Clearing his throat Thorin says “For our people braiding hair is sacred, it is meant for family and those who are proposing.” His hands stop a furious blush fills his face he can only whisper “Oh?” Thorin turns his head over his shoulder looking at Bilbo with that same warmth “Why did you stop?” Gulping dryly he avoids Thorins gaze “I did not know Thorin, Kili and Fili asked for my help I would never mean to do such a thing if I would’ve known?” Thorin turns his head forward “Bilbo I want you to finish braiding my hair” stuttering out a response nervously “But you said it means to propose?” Thorin doesn’t stutter “I know what it means Amrâlimê, please continue.” Bilbos face is red hot, his poor fingers trembling as he braids Thorins hair. 10 more minutes pass and finally he is done braiding.

Thorin stands from his seated position, turning around he sees his hobbit nervously moving away. “Do not leave” Bilbo gasps softly meeting Thorins gaze. “Amrâlimê, do not be afraid. I know you didn’t understand the deeper meaning behind braiding another’s hair?” Thorin moves around the seat towards his hobbit who despite being told not to leave is backing away. His one doesn’t know he’s about to be stopped by a tree. Before Bilbo can move away from the tree against his back, Thorin stands in front of him consuming the space. His hands reach for his hobbits' gentle smaller ones. “Bilbo, your hair has grown longer since we’ve left your home in Baggend? May I braid your hair Bilbo Baggins?” Bilbo is in another world, Thorin is close, he smells really good, he didn’t deny his accidental proposal? Beet red he bows his head, nodding unable to say a word when he feels familiar fingers grasping his chin. Lifting his ones head gently Thorin asks again “May I braid your hair Amrâlimê?” Swallowing he meets Thorins gaze “Yes” the air is charged between them and for a moment he feels this has changed everything.

“Come” his hand leaves his hobbits chin guiding him with clasped hands to the seat he previously occupied. Sitting behind his hobbit he picks up the brush working it through his one’s honey brown curls that fall shoulder level. He is close to his hobbits ear when he says “I haven’t been truthful with you from the moment we first met I’ve kept a secret. In my peoples culture we have what is called our one. It is the person we are fated to be with our blood rushes just at the sight of them.” His voice deepens at the tipped pointy red ears “at the feel of them. Their smell or touch is welcomed and treasured above all others.” Bilbos quiet voice speaks up “Thorin, why are you telling me this?” Thorin braids his loved ones hair “You, Bilbo, you are my one” Bilbo gasps softly “I’m your… You mean I’m your fated.. Me?” Thorin finshes his work and he stays in his seat behind Bilbo “Yes you are mine, my fated half. Bilbo Baggins I braided your hair for everyone to see that I’ve proposed to you.” He stands moving to kneel on one knee before Bilbo “Will you accept me and my proposal for your hand in marriage Amrâlimê?”

Bilbos eyes water nodding he throws himself against Thorin nuzzling his neck “Yes! Yes! Of course I do! Of course!” Thorins hand grasps his chin gently lifting his head, their lips meeting for the first time electricity shooting down their spines. Behind some of the trees the rest of the company forks over money to the ones who bet their king would not only get their hobbit to braid his hair but also propose to their hobbit.

The End

Khuzdul Translation:

Halwûn- sweet one (masc)

Amrâlimê- Beloved or My love

Authors note: This took me an hour and a half. I kept getting flustered! My babies deserve all the happiness in the world. Here is a second chapter of my stand alone short and fluffy fics of my favorite couple~ Also please be kind. I am a young author who is still learning how to write. If there are any grammar mistakes I apologize but I finally wrote a story where they kiss aaaah! Until next time my readers! P.S. I am writing a story titled “He sees flashes of Gold in his Hobbits eyes” 3 chapters are up, go check it out! Leave your likes and comments~

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WIP

Starting a bunch of drawings with starring my two ocs: Freya and Elaya, adoptive siblings of Bilbo Baggins

Finally did a full body piece for their designs.

Would love to answer any questions.

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Just to See You Happy

Rating: T

Warnings: Creator Chose Not to Use Warnings (to Hide Spoilers)

Status: In-progress (7/?)

Tags: Time Travel Fix-It | Family Feels | Adopted Sibling Relationship | Quest of Erebor | Meddling Valar | Unreliable Narrator Bilbo Baggins | Bookverse is basically a lie | Flashbacks to Bilbo raising Frodo

Summary: Frodo has carried the Ring and deserves as much rest as any mortal can bear. He refuses to see his mission as complete until Bilbo finds his happiness. When Valinor does not hold the answer he needs, he launches himself into the past into an adventure that doesn’t belong to him all in the hope of finding Bilbo’s happiness.

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New Chapter: Chapter 6- Before Questions are Answered

“Are you alright?”

“Fine.” Frodo answered automatically, shaking his head.

Fili hesitated, asking more quietly. “Was that your first battle?”

No, that definitely wasn’t Frodo’s first battle. He has survived Moria with orcs and goblins and trolls and the great balrog itself right on his feet. He has survived Shelob and all the horrors of Mordor. He knew of bloodshed and suffering and the death of friends. Yet, he couldn’t say any of this. Instead, he let Fili draw his own conclusions in the silence that followed.

“You did well.” He stated. “Without you and your brother, my mother would be…”

Frodo noted his hesitation and the pain in his voice when he spoke of what almost came to be. He gave Fili a forced smile.

“Don’t mention it.”

Fili looked taken aback as he shook his head, his eyebrows furrowing.

“Why would I not mention heroic deeds? They should be acknowledged, praised, sung about loudly enough that it follows you to Mahal’s Halls.”

Frodo quirked a brow. “That’s…not the way of hobbits. We are taught to accept compliments humbly. It’s bad manners to be boastful.”

Frodo almost could have laughed at the face Fili made at his words. It was as if he didn’t know whether to scowl or be disturbed by it. Instead, he braced himself for the barrage of distasteful words that was typical of their interactions so far.

“That is…odd, but not the reason I came over here.” Fili shook his head. “I have something for you.”

In his hands was a long knife. It was a bit shorter than Sting, but still what Frodo would consider hobbit-sized. The handle was wooden, wrapped in worn leather. Frodo had learned from Aragorn, that didn’t mean shoddy craftsmanship. Just cheap. 

“This was my first knife I ever crafted, and I am presenting it to you in the hopes that it may serve you well.”

Frodo raised a brow. “You’re…giving me a blade?”

Fili nodded, a fracture of nerves peeking through his calm mask. This was significant for some reason. Must be a dwarf thing to present someone who saved your life with a weapon.

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