#fic:the longest night

[mistergandalf]

The Longest Night Chapter 3: Downpour

“Fíli, can you hear me?” said Thorin. A shudder was Fíli’s only response. Thorin lifted the lantern to shine on his face, and he found his eyes open, staring out at some point beyond him. Kíli whimpered and turned his head away from the light. “Fíli, answer me,” he said. Fíli’s eyes flickered back and forth, but he did not look at the light or Thorin. “I’m sorry,” he said, his voice almost imperceptible over the rain. “I lied… I’m sorry…” Thorin breathed through the torrent of terror crashing through him. “What did you lie about, Fíli?”

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I really should get back to that fanfic I was working on

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The Longest Night, a Hobbit fanfiction: Chapter 1 - Nightfall

Fíli felt Kíli’s elbow at his side and glanced over. Where are the people? Kíli signed. Fíli shook his head. He had yet to see anyone at all, dead or alive. His hands were too occupied to sign back. The villagers were either killed or hiding—and he hoped dearly for the latter. The sound of movement came from a house on their right, and Fíli and Kíli both turned to look, tightening their grips on their weapons. Fíli searched the darkness for its source, but at first, he saw nothing. Kíli lowered his bow and tapped Fíli’s arm, pointing; a hatch on the side of the house was propped open by just a few inches, and a small, Dwarven hand emerged, signing a single word: help.

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A messenger arrives in Ered Luin to request the aid of Thorin Oakenshield and his warriors. Something has attacked the village of Baraz-nâla... something that has yet to be seen. Fíli and Kíli are chosen to help, but neither will leave unscathed—and some dark things in Middle-Earth are more dangerous than either of them yet know.

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The Longest Night Chapter 4: Undertow

Fíli had never seen the ocean. He knew of its existence, of course—beyond the Blue Mountains, to the west, lay the Great Sea, on whose shores few but Elves dared to tread; and to the south, he had heard, they even set sail to cross it, to a land far to the west that none but the invited—the Children of Ilúvatar—could find. As Children of Aulë, the Great Smith, the Dwarves had not been invited hence, nor did they desire an invitation. Fíli had read the old tales and songs of Elves and Men; it was said that the ocean called to them, sang to them, with the remnants of the music of their Creator. But to the Dwarves who dared listen, what song they may have heard, they did not understand, and they feared it. Their creator’s song called to them in mountains and caverns, where stone, metal, and jewel lay waiting to be crafted by skilled and loving hands. To them, the ocean was dark, and treacherous, and unknown. It was this ocean in which Fíli found himself now.

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The Longest Night - Chapter 2: Stormclouds

Kíli awoke with a sudden intake of breath and then a burst of pain in his chest. He let out a strained groan and lay still, hoping for the agony to pass. For a moment, it did; then, as he breathed in again, it came back. He wiggled his fingers to find them in the dark. Still there. He slowly pulled his arms inward and felt his torso. Nothing felt out of line, but even the smallest pressure hurt fiercely. He let out another groan.

His head. His head was killing him. He lifted one hand to his forehead and felt around. Wet. He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, trying to clear his head, but when he opened them, he saw two wavering hands instead of one. He closed his eyes again. What on earth had happened to him?

“Kíli! Where are you?”

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[mistergandalf]

blacked out and wrote fanfic for 4 hours last night it’s 12½ pages in my notebook

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do you ever think of a fic idea so sad you have to take a minute to calm down

[mistergandalf]

HOW DID I JUST FIND OUT THAT YOURE PUBLISHING MORE FANFIC

IM AT WORK NOW BUT THE LONGEST NIGHT IS ON MY TO-READ THIS FOR WHEN I GET HOME

SO EXCITED TO HAVE YOU BACK!!!!

(Longtime fan. Your works literally changed my life and rewired my brain. I think I’ve been following you almost as long as I’ve had tumblr…which is since when the hobbit movies began coming out)

reWIRED YOUR BRAIN FHSJGDJSGSJDHSJDH

sobs into my hands

thank you so much lmao I’m so excited for you to read it!!!! I’m having so much writing it and I hope you enjoy ❤️❤️❤️

[mistergandalf]

Essay time!!! yay! here's hoping ask boxes are long enough.....

OKAY!!! to start out i ADORE this chapter!!!! ADORE!!!! I love everyone's interactions and the flow and the flangst (fluffy angst)!!! Once again you have shown yourself an AMAZING writer!!

THIS PART!!! I adore how Thorins first instinct is to touch. just..hus words can be caustic a lot of the time but one thing I've noticed in your fics is that his hands are - for the most part - gentle. it's as if they can say what his words often can't? if that makes sense. And I can picture his touch being hust....so gentle. I L9VE THEM.

Dwalin!! I love that you had him mention that they are kin. I dont often see ot in fics, but they're cousins!!! and it should be utilized. I also like how dwalin is....not gruffer? but his motions while gentle don't have tje same feeling as Thorins though I know both of them adore the boys.

AGAIN WITH THE PHYSICAL TOUCH. I ADORE THEM. And just...Thorin being a good uncle! yes! go Thorin!

I know you were worried about Oins characterization, but I think you got him PERFEFT. matter-of-fact but also concerned and clipped? I love him!

"You have touched but a corner of it" - see? I like this. jo shame. just matter of fact. Dwalin isn't berating him for not knowing. Hes acknowledging that they sheltered the boys as much as they could. and I love that they did. ALSO "That which sustains the life of evil can wreak havoc on the life of Free Folk" is a LINE AND I LOVE IT.

GENTLE THORIN! SOFT THORIN! GIVING LOTS OF LOVE! GO HIM! ALSO YES FAMILIAL PLATONIC TOLKIEN-ESQUE KISSES. MORE!

GO OIN TELL HIM. Kili listen to your cousin!

COMFORT THORIN = BEST THORIN. just AGA SKOANAGAYABAKSKDUSGBW I LOVE HIM SO MUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA.

okay. yelling done. and this isn't so much an "essay" as me yelling at you. sorry! here's hoping this sends! I can't wait for the next chapter and you're amazing and I'm so happy you're writing again!

I LOVEEEEE YOU EVERY FANFIC AUTHOR DREAMS OF MESSAGES LIKE THIS. I shall respond to all points in order mwahahaha.

lmao I love the word "flangst." I guess that's really what h/c is when you boil it down, huh?

CRYING ABOUT THIS ANALYSIS OF HOW I WRITE THORIN. Like okay really the issue here is that physical touch is my love language so I've GOTTA write this way I guess. But also I love love love the idea that he can say with his hands what he can't with his words?? I guess I do that a lot. I write him pretty gruff a lot of the time, and reticent with what he says, but definitely not reticent with reaching out physically! I don't know what that says about anything but I do love it lmao.

And I think Dwalin is a huuuuge softie. Graham McTavish has my heart because he can slay me with a single expression... like have you ever seen Outlander? He destroys in his role in that show and even though I honestly hated his character a lot, his performance still brought me to tears. He did the same especially in the throne room scene in BoFA and uuughhh he's just soft inside and I don't care how he tries to come off, he's a teddy bear and I'll make sure anyone KNOWS IT.

AND YES. I honestly really really loved writing Oin in this chapter. I know we talked about it before, but I really did keep thinking about how he only starts getting heated when he thinks he's going to lose Kili in DoS, and tried to translate that here. Like he's quick, clipped, and down to business, and he's not going to let people get in his way in order to save a life. He's a good Dwarf and I feel like a lot of other fanfic authors don't make use of him like I do?? He's basically the family doctor in my fics and I don't care if no one else does that because I'll do it forever lmao.

AND: Thank you for pointing out that line Dwalin said, because him saying that and Kili's response was literally the very first thing I wrote of this entire fic and I was so so so excited to finally get to put it in!!! The Free Folk line I came up with while writing but ugh I was really excited about using that one specifically. You know how a writer loves to hear that a darling line really stood out to the readers, too!

YES GENTLE KISSES. SORRY EVERYONE ELSE BUT I'M ITALIAN AND I LOVE PHYSICAL TOUCH. And also this is exactly how I am with my own nephew so I'm just writing from experience here. Family kisses ftw RIP to all the touch starved cultures out there but I'm different.

I'm SO glad you love Oin's yelling! I really enjoyed doing that in this chapter. Kili is SO STUBBORN jsdfhsdg

I was veryyyy excited to write this chapter because honestly the entire POINT of the chapter was to write comforting Thorin. Not gonna lie. That was THE goal.

And the next chapter is gonna be from Fili's POV again... and you KNOW how proud I am of that first part I wrote already but the tumblr babes reading this don't get to know yet ;) I'll keep the suspense!!

THANK YOU LOVELY FOR THIS ASK I ADORE YOU