#tttau

[gaycavendish]

busy.. busy.. but i dont stop thinking about them! wips and stuuuuff

[ahufflepuffhobbit]

I'll Die to Care for You by ahufflepuffhobbit

Chapter update! In which the battle happens, and there is some clean up to be done.

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His gaze landed on Mahal's eyes once more. "You did your best, Thorin." It was tempting to look away; he wanted to deny that with everything he had. It certainly didn't feel as though falling into Gold Sickness and then dying was doing his best. Mahal smirked, as though he knew Thorin's desire to contradict him, and pinched his cheek before walking over to a table. "Aye, I didn't think you would believe me. I'm not lying, it certainly could have gone better. More according to my plan, but I know you really did try."

"Your plan?" He didn't know if he should ask, really. Knowing that his Maker had set a course for him, he didn't want to think about the ways he had done everything wrong. There were too many examples of mistakes in his long life, too many opportunities that he had missed that had probably been planned for him from the beginning.

Or:

Mahal feels like Thorin fucked up his legacy and gives him a do over.

[papanorth]

Are you still like fine with ppl using your art for edits (with credit) bc I got an edit idea inspired by the tttau stuff

sure!

[saibugs]

It has been a while, but I’ve finally written more of this and this post! <3 @livin-like-larry413 I know you wanted to see more, so here you go! And of course, this AU is @papanorth‘s baby! So check out her arts!

He saw Carolina there, her green eyes ruthless and unforgiving. Tex was there too, standing beside… Church? No, that wasn’t Church; that was the Director. Washington had spoken of him before.

Wyoming and the familiar stranger abruptly pushed him forward. He stumbled and hit the deck, but managed to get to his feet. He was trembling as Carolina, Tex and the Director were joined by others. Freelancers. These are Freelancers. Fuck me.

“Name.”

The voice made Tucker jump, and he looked over to see the Counsellor there, nearly obscured by shadows. Are you the Counsellor? Your voice… Just as Wash described it. He swallowed. “Tucker.”

“First name?”

“…Lavernius.” Every part of him screamed for him to shut his stupid mouth, to stop talking! But he didn’t.

The Counsellor typed something on that datapad of his, then looked over as the Director stepped forward and said, “Agent Washington’s alerted us to the fact you know his designation. How?”

The Blue cringed internally, having been hoping to avoid the inquiry. But it had been fated to come up sooner rather than later… “I… It’s hard to explain.”

“Then try,” snapped Carolina.

“I know him from the future!” The words fell out before Tucker even had a chance to explain, and he outwardly cringed this time, especially as everyone looked at Washington before looking back at him. It was obvious: nobody believed that. At all.

“Prove it.”

Tucker reached into his pocket. “The photo you let me keep.” He held it out, to anyone who would take it. It was Maine who stepped forward, and Tucker couldn’t help himself; he went pale and took a step back, terrified. This stopped the big Freelancer, who growled something.

Carolina narrowed his eyes. “You’re scared of Maine.”

“I’m allowed to be…!”

“Why?” This question was from Washington.

“Because he’s tried to kill me! And my friends!” Tucker shivered. “He tried to kill all of us…”

The memories flashed in Tucker’s head. Wash dying on the ground as he and the Reds and Blues fought the Meta, the winch, the Warthog going down and taking the Meta with it—

A touch on his shoulder startled him. Tucker jumped back and Washington recoiled, blue-grey eyes widening as Tucker whispered, “Please… don’t touch me.”

“You seem troubled… I thought I—”

“You could help?” laughed a man in tan armour. There came snickers from some of the others, and Washington’s hand fell. “Dude.”

Maine growled at the tan armour, putting a hand on Wash’s shoulder as a gesture of comfort. Tucker frowned, looking at the photo again, at the dark circles and the smile and the words just fell out: “You’re still the same.” He held the picture out, swallowing around the lump that had suddenly formed, and as Washington took it Tucker felt the tears prickling the corners of his eyes. Maine peered over Washington’s shoulder, and they both studied the image before looking up and noticing Tucker’s head was bowed.

“Uh… Lavernius… was it?”

“Yeah?” His voice cracked. He couldn’t help it.

“You… You and I… we’re close, in the future.”

“We were.” Everyone shared looks at the comment. “But he’s dead now. Those bastards killed him. In front of us. In front of us all. I hope… I hope he’s at peace.”

Washington handed the picture back. “I… I’m sorry.”

Tucker took it wordlessly. Washington and Maine joined the rest of the Freelancers, who began to discuss what to do with this… time traveller. He didn’t try to escape; he could feel the guns pointed at his back. He was forcing the tears back, he was trying not to cry, the memories of Wash and his smile and then the gun to his head and… and…

The sob burst out before he could stop it. He covered his face, as much as he could with cuffed hands, and barely heard the Director’s command to get him back to his cell. It was the tan armour and Tex who took him back this time. They didn’t talk as they locked him back up, at least releasing him from his cuffs, and he curled up in a corner of the cell and sobbed his heart out.

[ahufflepuffhobbit]

This is so fun! I had to go through and put my WIPs in order from word count so here they are in descending order, with the working titles XD

I'll Die to Care for You: He was perfectly content in that moment, and he supposed he shouldn't have been surprised when he could hear Bofur’s lilting voice from down the hallway, coming closer. He resisted the urge to sigh, though he did sink down on the couch a little more and pressed his face into Bilbo's curls. Perhaps the miner would just think they were both sleeping.

“Tho- Oh.” Bofur cut himself off, and Thorin resisted the urge to smile.

“Maybe I should just come back later.” That was Bard’s voice. Thorin let out a sigh, and lifted his head. The two were standing in the doorway of the office, both looking at the couch with sheepish smiles on their faces. Bard was holding a basket laden with leaves, though Thorin couldn’t identify them.

Okay, so I gave a couple more sentences than needed, but I couldn't help it.

Amrâgu Lukhûd Despite what he had said about being patient, Bilbo had taken to pacing in the parlor just outside the kitchen, and he thought he could hear the deep rumble of Thorin’s chuckle a few times as he did so. “Thorin, it’s almost sundown. Can I come in yet?”

“Your definition of almost is interesting. We have nearly two hours,” Thorin answered, sticking his head out to shoot an amused smile at Bilbo, which only grew as the hobbit let out a groan. “However, I am a benevolent king, and so I will allow you entry.”

“Thank you, your majesty,” Bilbo said, rolling his eyes even as he scurried into the room.

This is becoming an exercise to give snippets without giving away anything of the plot XD

kiss me in a way that makes me wanna fall on my knees A chuckle rumbling in his ear told him that he had started saying his husband’s name aloud, his hips rolling into the tight friction of Thorin’s fist. “Awake?” Bilbo sucked in a sharp breath as the dwarf’s lips brushed over the pointed tip of his ear, and he hummed an affirmative. “Good.” Thorin took his hand back, and Bilbo could feel the smirk pressed to his neck before Thorin gently repositioned him. He whined, both from the loss of the hand and the feel of hard iron between his thighs, before his brain - usually so fast, but slow to wake - realized what Thorin was doing right as a lubricated finger brushed over his hole.

Feel You Out, Feel You In There were other times, though, that Bilbo felt Thorin was being too pig-headed or stubborn and would strive to teach Thorin a lesson. It was often frustrating and delicious and confusing erotic. This was one of those times. Thorin had been incredibly rude to the delegation from Mirkwood that happened two days ago, and Bilbo had been planning on making sure that didn’t happen again. Their truce with Thranduil was still fragile, and Bilbo didn’t need his husband derailing all his hard work.

Writing Prompt “I suppose you’re right, I have been writing for a long time now.”

Thorin smiled into his husband’s skin and hummed in agreement. “You deserve a break.”

This is hard, the less sentences you can give!

Bottomfeeder Pippin raised an eyebrow and they both turned to look at Boromir at the same time. That was noticed immediately by the Man, who somehow tensed even more, as though bracing himself for whatever they were planning.

I Can Make It Special Who knew if Gandalf wanted him again?

This was a really fun exercise, to try to find what pieces I wanted to share with a dwindling sentence requirement XD I went over on some of them, but hopefully everyone enjoys it!

I tag @sunnyrosewritesstuff @thiswaycomessomethingwicked @alienfuckeronmain and @vtforpedro and anyone else who wants to share!

The theme for this weekend is Good Vibes! 😎 So we’re going to 3-2-1 style with your WIPs! What does that mean? For the number of WIPs you have, you’re going to start with sharing that number of sentences for the first one, drop by one for the next one, etc.

So FOR EXAMPLE: If I have 5 WIPs, then I’m going to share 5 sentences out of one of them, 4 sentences out of the next, 3 sentences out of the next, etc. GIVE US THOSE GOOD VIBES WITH ALL YOUR WIPs!

Only have 1 WIP? Share that 1 sentence and be proud! Tag all your writing friends to send them lots of Good Vibes!

                                              🌟 😎 🌟 😎 🌟

Don’t have a WIP? Check out these prompts below to get you started on one!

In-Universe

It’s been a long day of traveling through the mountains, as the group settles down for the night, someone has the bright idea to try their hand at shadow puppets using the light of the fire and the mountain’s cliffs…

Modern Universe

Character A loves to drive. Many times they just pick a random direction and drive until the road ends before they change directions and doing it all over again. “Getting lost” is a personal challenge because it gives them time to think. That’s when they find Character B. Laying on the hood of a car parked next to the road, their face pointed to the sun, and the light hitting just right making them look…serene…

Alternate Universe

Everyone in the world is given a Calling, a natural talent, a craft. However, certain people will always invoke “Warm” emotions with their Calling: joy, love, awe. While others, the “Colds” invoke the opposite: anger, sadness, desperation. Character A always thought they were a Cold, until one day. Someone stopped to watch their Calling…and smiled.

Feel free to mix and match to get the those Good Vibes! Don’t forget to use the #fotfics tag when you post! I can’t promise we will be able to reblog everyone’s, but we would like to see your lovely “Good Vibes” all the same. 😎

[all-made-of-stardust]

Chapter 9: Wash

Guess who FINALLY UPDATED HER GODDAMN FIC?!?!?!  ME!!

I posted it on Ao3 but I’m posting it here also cuz it’s the final chapter and I hope everyone loves it.  Enjoy :D

Thanks again to @papanorth​ and @an-adventure-in-writing​ for being awesome and giving me such wonderful ideas, and thanks to @startrails​ for being my awesome beta reader :D

It had been three months since Tucker had disappeared.  It had been three days since Wash started remembering Tucker in impossible memories.

             So it only took about three seconds for Wash to react to the Recovery beacon that was transmitting three hundred miles east of the New Republic facility.

             “What the hell do you mean, recovery beacon?” Grif asked, after Wash burst into the mess hall panting hard and babbling about a rescue mission.

             Carolina, who had been skulking in the corner, pushed herself off the wall and stood tall before Wash.

             “Whose beacon is it?”

             “It’s Maine’s,” Wash breathed.  “Carolina, it’s Tucker.”

             It took too long to put together a team and a convoy, and Wash spent the whole time bouncing on the balls of his feet, gripping his rifle too tightly.  Carolina noticed, and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

             “We’ll get there in time,” she said firmly.

             “How do you know that?” Wash snapped.

             “Because I know Tucker.  We all do.”

             The convoy left as soon as it was ready, and Wash was in the front vehicle, muttering under his breath.  Three hours later, they pulled up to an empty stretch of land.  Ruins of crashed ships peppered the landscape, leaving holes and craters. The beacon was coming from one of them.

             Wash sprinted over to it and clambered up the side. He peered down into the bottom, trying to see in the dim light.  There, sprawled out on the rocks below, was the distinct shape of the Meta’s armor. The gold helmet had been thrown to the side, and Wash let out a sob as he saw Tucker’s face.

             He scrambled down into the crater and rushed to his side.  Tucker’s chest was covered in blood and his legs looked broken.  His skin was ashen, his hair a mess, and blood was running down his temple.

             “Tucker!” Wash pressed one hand to the wound, and the other cupped Tucker’s face towards him.  “Tucker, I’m here, you’ve got to wake up.”

             Tucker let out a small groan and opened his eyes. Wash smiled as his blue met their brown.

             “I’m here.  Tucker, can you hear me?”

             Tucker frowned and shook his head.

             “No,” he moaned.  “No, I can’t, I can’t - ”

             “What’s wrong?!”

             “Epsilon.  Everything. It’s my fault…”

             Wash closed his eyes for a second, letting his memories unfold.  Tucker had been there, on the Mother of Invention.  He knew that now.  He remembered how he tried to stop everything from happening.  How he had seen what Wash would become.  How he missed him so much, and Wash hadn’t even known.

             “You tried to save me,” Wash said softly.  “It’s not your fault that it didn’t work. Taking down the Director was hard on me, let alone - ”

             Tucker smiled through the blood in his mouth, and his body began shaking.

             “Tucker, what’s - ”

             Then he realized Tucker was laughing.  A harsh painful sound accentuated with a grin.

             “You…you said ‘hardon’,” Tucker whispered.  “Bow chicka bow…wow…”

             His voice wavered, then broke, and tears started rolling down Tucker’s cheeks. Wash pressed him tightly against his chest as behind him, Dr. Grey and a few medics were making their way down.

             “I’m sorry…” Tucker sobbed into his armor, his fingers gripping at the metal.  Wash remembered a bed in a room, so long ago, when Tucker had curled into him just like this. “I’m so…so sorry.”

             Wash kissed his forehead and closed his eyes.

             “Me too, Tucker.  Me too.”

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             Tucker woke up slowly.

             Every inch of him hurt.  His head was throbbing and his side felt like it was on fire, and his legs itched something fierce and –

             Wash.

             His eyes flew open and he bolted upright.  He immediately regretted the action after a sharp pain burst through his ribs, and he clutched at them as he looked up and –

             Wash.

             “Easy there,” Wash said, reaching forward and holding Tucker’s shoulders.  “Lean back, okay?”

             Tucker obliged, letting his body fall back onto a soft pillow.  Wash’s hands stayed where they were, and Tucker squirmed slightly, trying to throw them off.  Why was he touching him, why did he care, after everything that Tucker had done? He shouldn’t be this close, he shouldn’t rest his hands on his skin like that, even though Tucker had missed this, his touch, his love.

             “No,” Tucker said, and Wash removed his hands. Immediately, Tucker wanted them back, but no, he couldn’t, Wash shouldn’t.

             “Tucker?” Wash asked.  There was a tinge of fear in his voice.  “Are you okay?”

             Tucker didn’t let his eyes meet his.  Instead, he busied himself with looking around the room.  He was in a hospital, probably back in the New Republic base judging by Dr. Grey, typing something in a computer in the corner, pointedly not looking at Tucker.  Both his legs were in casts, his side bandaged, and he felt the tell-tale bumps of heavy stitches underneath.

             “How fucked up did I get?” he asked, directing his question at Dr. Grey.

             “Well!” Dr. Grey perked up immediately.  “Your legs were both crushed by something heavy, it’s a mystery what, and we discovered some shrapnel buried underneath your ribcage.  Oh, and you had a simply terrible concussion.  We found you in the Meta’s armor, something in the past must have triggered it’s time travel abilities, and let me tell you, the technology behind it will be…”

             Tucker zoned out as her perky voice brought him back to his life on Chorus, and he smiled, glad that for one moment he knew he would wake up to Caboose setting the base on fire, to Sarge yelling at Grif to get off his lazy ass.  He wouldn’t spend hours doing nothing on a boring spaceship, he would spend hours doing nothing on Chorus, with his family, with –

             Wash.

             He was still sitting there, looking at Tucker with such concern that Tucker wanted to kiss him, to embrace him and tell him that everything was okay.

             But it wasn’t. It was all fucked up, it was all ruined, he had made everything worse and –

             “Tucker,” Wash said, stressing his name with such force that Tucker locked eyes with him.

             Those blue eyes, those tired eyes, so exhausted from never sleeping, from Epsilon.

             “Tucker,” Wash repeated, forcefully this time.  “It’s not your fault.”

             Tucker actually laughed, and it hurt, but he didn’t care.

             “Wash, you can’t seriously expect me to believe that it wasn’t my fault.”

             Wash smiled.

             “I can try.  Because it’s true.  The Director was an asshole, Tucker.  I never – he convinced me that I could help Maine. That I could stop the Meta.  It was my fault.  It was the Director’s fault, it was everyone’s fault Tucker.  You can’t - ”

             Wash stopped, his voice breaking.  He looked down and let his hand drift over Tucker’s, his fingers brushing his skin.  Tucker sucked in a breath, because he was here, he was so close, he was –

             “You can’t blame yourself,” Wash whispered.

             Tucker took Wash’s hand and squeezed it.  Wash looked up and his blue eyes, filled with love and joy and only a little bit of bitterness, because that’s what they were meant to look like.

             “Can I…” Tucker managed, biting his lip.  “I have to check something.”

             “Check wha - ” but Tucker was already leaning forward, ignoring the pain in his side, and he grabbed Wash’s shoulders and kissed him, deeply, with all the passion he had been missing.  He tried to put in all the memories he had gone over at night, all the feelings he had had when he looked at past Washington, all the everything, because this had to be it, this had to be right.

             He pulled away and Wash looked at him for a few seconds too long, and Tucker almost fell back, because he had been wrong, Wash would never forgive him, he would –

             “Uh, okay…” Wash said slowly.  “Not that that wasn’t nice, but what exactly were you trying to accomplish?”

             Tucker stared at him, stared at him hard, before bursting into the biggest grin his aching head could manage.

             “I…” Tucker gasped, as tears formed in his eyes and he shut them and threw himself forward and hugged Wash as hard as he could.  Wash laughed and wrapped his arms around Tucker.

             “I missed you so much!” Tucker cried, and buried his face in Wash’s shoulder as Wash giggled, actually giggled, and kissed the back of Tucker’s head.

             “I love you too,” he whispered in his ear, and Tucker knew that despite everything, things would be okay.

[aperture-living]

16x14 spoilers

Sooooo, tell me that this is going to end up like papanorth’s Time Travel AU now, please?

[raisans-art]

I debated for a bit on whether or not to post this but like… screw it right I’ll just fuckin do it whatever

So someone had sent an ask after turtle art being like “ttzau but tttau (test tube turtles)” and then I thought about it

And thought

And now I got this

So uuuuuh Lou and Draxum are both Warrior scientists who were hired to test human hybridization. The end goal is to hopefully be able to dna splice different species into the human dna to enhance them. They start tests off on turtles instead of humans because Drax argues that it’s more humane. Lou already thinks the job is a bad idea but mans needs that cash money you know? He hates it more once Raph is created and the kid is stuck in a containment tube. Unfortunately he doesn’t have a lot of say in the rearing of the tests since Drax is the lead in the project, Lou is only there to help.

All the turtles slowly start to get to be a bit more human looking as they’re created as Drax integrates more human dna into the turtles. Even gets to the point where Mikey and Donnie weren’t hatched from eggs but were grown in mason jars to maturity. Raph is the most turtle-ly, being slower moving, slower to pick up speech, and water acclimated, and Mikey is the most human of them, even having hair and 5 fingers and toes.

Lou does get them out but I haven’t drawn that yet I’m just enjoying the babies

Also enjoying Lou’s bedazzled and painted lab coat best thing I’ve ever made

Anyway enjoy

[gaycavendish]

time traveler zack icon HEHE…

[ahufflepuffhobbit]

ANOTHER CHAPTER! FINALLY!

Chapter 22 is here! We're making more progress and heading towards a battle!

I’ll Die to Care for You by thehufflepuffhobbit

Mahal feels like Thorin fucked up his legacy and gives him a do over. With foreknowledge, Thorin hopes to reclaim Erebor, correct all his mistakes, and have his happy ending with Bilbo. There’s just a pesky dragon and a ring in the way, on top of everything else. 

[gaycavendish]

(re: reqs) it was baby me's dream to have some angst about milos bad luck 👉👈 i dont know how in character thatd be though hehe! current me also thinks you should draw that thing you mentioned about milo and melissa and zach being older time travellers

they are in so much trouble with the time bureau 

to me they are very much Star Trek🤝Star Wars🤝Doctor Who in that order.. channeling this.. Milo, banned from time travel: I think i will become a time traveler :)!

[gaycavendish]

Ok ok ONE more question abt Time Travelers Trio. Are Cavendish and Dakota still time Travelers as well at this point, or have they like retired or smth? Just curious as to what's up with them? :^D

finally going to answer this question! i have thought long and hard about it and come up with two answers: the short one and the deranged rambling one!

the short, less satisfying answer being: i think it could go either way! i really truly could see them either scrambling their way back into time traveling or finding jobs in the 21st century. Although.. i find the latter choice not quite as entertaining. So i prefer to think on the idea of them returning to time travel!

Now, The long answer:

(TLDR for it first: I think they may continue time traveling. Eventually Cavendish & Dakota start their own, rival to the time bureau, Time Traveling Agency. Whether the trio will be part of this agency is undecided but a probable yes.)

ok, so, theyre banned from time travel, full stop... But i mean, they know the guy who INVENTED it. its a silly solution, really & truly very goofy (although i think in line with the silliness of dwampyverse overall) but .. They could ask doof to make a rule that theyre allowed to continue time traveling. Total oversight by block to trap them in the century where doof invents time travel. Of course block wouldn't just Let this happen, or anything, but cartoon shenanigans ensue and im sure you can picture something sufficiently entertaining and set to the scooby-doo-door-chase song here.

The interest for me in this theory lies also in what dakota and cavendish would do up until the point where they return to time traveling! Trying to imagine them working regular jobs for like, a 10-15 year period.. i simply cannot.! The one ive found myself having the most fun thinking about is the idea of them helping out with the creation of the time machine, as well as coaching the trio on it a bit once they start testing doof's prototypes (although, theyre not the best people to ask for time traveling help i imagine HAHA). But in any case.. i also think they would change what they do with their time traveling quite a bit. I mean, neither of them WANT to do the pistachio stuff.. It's shown you can travel through time AND space, although they never leave the planet on screen (for pistachio purposes i would think). If they were in charge of their own missions, i quite think they would be doing much more exciting things! and. hopefully dying less...! CAVENDISH...

OK I SWEAR IM GOING SOMEWHERE WITH THIS. Because at this point i feel they are getting old and perhaps wishing to do something less dangerous.. Ok get ready for this.. This has been my favorite thing to think about today... What if they started their OWN time travel agency! A Ha! I might find this more exciting than other people, but nonetheless, i think its fitting. I mean, Block is a terrible boss. The bureau of time travel was never very kind to cav and dakota, and given that they have the resources (Doofenschmirtz! Love That Guy!) why not, right? plus, this gives the opportunity for some Secret Agency vs Secret Agency goodness. Which I always love. I only thought of this concept recently, but It's definitely my favorite of the bunch, so probably what I'll go with! Just left to decide whether the trio are part of this agency or not (probably yes).

[gaycavendish]

Mml time travelers trio au is sooooo good! No thoughts head empty just thinking abt how cute it is... <3 actually now I'm somewhat curious as to like what Sara is up to, or how they got started with it, or if it's set in the far off future too... !!! :^D

HEHE thank you :] !! Under a Read More, i got chatty!!!!

Sara may occasionally join them, especially when they first start, but ultimately she prefers enjoying time travel from the safety of the TV LOL. She for sure has hours long conversations with milo about their adventures though, keeps a log of differences between time travel in doctor zone and the real world. I think she and milo probably made the doctor zone parts of his costume together :]. Milo brings her trinkets and such from the future & past when she doesn’t join them!

For how they got started, Melissa and Milo already have interest in time travel and, coincidentally, contact with the guy who invents it! One step closer to being queen of the universe for Melissa (also that ep where she goes on a mission with Savannah lives in my mind rent free as proof melissa is good at + enjoys time traveling), and a possible career choice for milo, where hes able to do all sorts of things and go all sorts of places (and, most importantly, help people + hang out with his friends!), since he wasn’t sure during the career day episode, and at the time hadnt known Time Traveler to be a viable option LOL. As for Zack, I think he likes the adventure + the glamour! Still a little bit of lumberzack left in him, plus he likes to hang out with milo and melissa of course, and theyd get in too much trouble to handle without him. Melissa is their sort of mission finder, since she has a good word put in for her at the time bureau and can get information. Milo of course taking the time travel expert role, and Zack being their damage control + honestly communications expert. This is entirely headcanon zone for me but i think he has a knack for talking to aliens and people from nearly every time period. Our charismatic boy!!

Its not terribly far in the future! If i remember right, doofenschmirtz is supposed to invent time travel 12 years after the pnf effect, and i sort of picture him, maybe in the latter half of the 12 years, having prototypes that he lets milo test out (it ensures durability, no? ahaha). Milo is in pretty big trouble with the time bureau for. being Milo and in contact with the literal entire spacetime continuum, so they try to avoid going too close to the bureau during any times where Mr. Block is, well, alive. (guy is Mean! and milo doesnt want to get cavendish and dakota in trouble, since god knows block would assume it was them that gave milo access to time travel)

I hope this answers your questions : D!!!!! thank you for asking HEHE they have been bouncing around in my brain foreverrr

[gaycavendish]

TTTAU playlist … WIP of course but enough songs so far for me to share :]

[ahufflepuffhobbit]

And we're at the battle! Chapter 23 is here!

I'll Die to Care for You by thehufflepuffhobbit

His gaze landed on Mahal's eyes once more. "You did your best, Thorin." It was tempting to look away; he wanted to deny that with everything he had. It certainly didn't feel as though falling into Gold Sickness and then dying was doing his best. Mahal smirked, as though he knew Thorin's desire to contradict him, and pinched his cheek before walking over to a table. "Aye, I didn't think you would believe me. I'm not lying, it certainly could have gone better. More according to my plan, but I know you really did try."

"Your plan?" He didn't know if he should ask, really. Knowing that his Maker had set a course for him, he didn't want to think about the ways he had done everything wrong. There were too many examples of mistakes in his long life, too many opportunities that he had missed that had probably been planned for him from the beginning.

Or:

Mahal feels like Thorin fucked up his legacy and gives him a do over.

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[ahufflepuffhobbit]

Behold, finally! My masterlist! Under the cut you’ll find all of the works I’ve posted with a very short description and their respective links. Mind the tags and ratings, and be sure to let me know what works you’ve enjoyed!

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THE HOBBIT

Bagginshield

Multichapter Fics & Collections

A Moment in the Sun with You ~ COMPLETE In a world where Erebor never fell and the races have specific gifts, Bilbo and Thorin still meet.

Thorin has lived his entire life in the mountain and has only known his neighbors. The Summit that is held between all the free peoples of Middle Earth every century is his opportunity to branch out more. There, he meets Bilbo Baggins, King of the Shire. A friendship quickly blossoms between them and they resolve to use their Gifts and resources to help each other deal with the rising Orc problem.

Feelings follow after, though Thorin is confused why Bilbo continues to flirt with him when he has a partner. Bilbo is frustrated that Thorin doesn't pick up on his flirting and thinks that Thorin only likes him as a friend. They are idiots.

Courage to Soar ~ WIP Bilbo is tasked with garnering more attention for Erebor's gymnastics team to save the program. It seemed straight forward, despite not knowing anything about gymnastics. Thorin Durinson, however, was anything but straight forward, and Bilbo can't help but be intrigued.

How Ardently ~ WIP Bilbo Baggins lives in the boarding house he owns with his closest friends. Their lives are disturbed in all sorts of way by the arrival of the Lords of Erebor, two brothers, and their entourage. Bilbo cannot stand the oldest brother, Thorin, who is proud and makes no effort to hide it. He would glad write the dwarf off entirely, except the younger brother is quickly falling for Bilbo's closest friend, Ori, and he can't do anything to jeopardize it.

A Pride and Prejudice AU

*I'll Die to Care for You ~ WIP Mahal feels like Thorin fucked up his legacy and gives him a do over.

*Naughty to Your Nice, Sleigh You When I Ride ~ WIP A collection of prompts for the 12 Days of Kinkmas!

On the Road to Erebor ~ COMPLETE As part of the TRSB, it's only fair that the artist describe the fic:

A hobbit, a wizard, thirteen dwarves, a quest, and a minibus of questionable origins. Middle earth shall tremble.

OR the roadtrip AU taking place in modernish Middle Earth, featuring plenty of music, car games, and existing on top of other people for days on ends. Oh, and a love story, of course.

*These are Supposed to be Drabbles ~ COMPLETE They are not drabbles.

Written for FOTFictober. I asked people to send me the prompts they would like me to do and whether they would like them to be spicy.

*You Know I'm Coming Back to You ~ COMPLETE Thorin has to buy a birthday present for Dis' birthday, gets completely overwhelmed by being out of his depth, and then gets completely overwhelmed by the beautiful sales clerk helping him.

You're the Only One for this Heart of Mine ~ COMPLETE The Royal Family of the Shire is invited to Erebor to reforge ties over the winter holidays. Bilbo was merely looking forward to gaining the knowledge of a new place. He had no idea he would end gaining so much more than that.

Enter Thorin Oakenshield.

You're a King & I'm a Lionheart ~ WIP After the battle, Bilbo is in the wrong place in the wrong time. Everyone thinks he ran as soon as he knew Thorin was safe, but that couldn't be further from the truth. Bilbo gets to learn a lot about how people think of him while desperately trying to make someone understand that he's been there the whole time. Albeit, the body that has stayed by Thorin's bedside is not quite his own.

One Shots

Cuddling Under the Mistletoe Part 2 of my Dwarrow Holidays series. Thorin falls ill just before Yule, and it's up to Bilbo to make him feel better.

Durin's Day Part of my Dwarrow Holidays series. Bilbo makes arrangements for Thorin to celebrate Durin's Day, with some additional surprises. Heavily inspired by Rosh Hashanah.

*Let me touch you where you like it, let me do it for ya Thorin's plan to distract Bilbo into paying attention to him works far better than he expected.

The Trouble with Little Hobbits Bilbo and Thorin accidentally agree to watch four young hobbits at once. They are not prepared for the chaos.

LORD OF THE RINGS

Gigolas

If You're with Me, Then Everything's Alright A soft moment between Legolas and Gimli in the midst of their courting.

*Mr. September Modern AU where Gimli is a firefighter and also Mr. September in the annual Bears for Charity calendar. Legolas has jacked off to him ten thousand times so he knows every little mole and tattoo from memory so THERE’S DEFINITELY NO MISTAKE when sees Mr. September himself at the grocery store as they are both reaching for the same very juicy peach in a near overflowing fruit display.

*Sweet Desire On the way to Dunharrow, Legolas is driven slowly mad by his new husband's desire. Mainly with how it pokes him in the back while they ride on Arod.

Pippin x Gandalf

*I Can Make it Holy The war is on their doorstep and Pippin is just trying to not focus on how much he could die in the next few days. Luckily, Gandalf offers a distraction.

*I Can Make it Special After the Ring is destroyed, Pippin needs to see Gandalf, to ensure that he is unharmed, that he is still there. He knows that this won't end well, but that's never been something that has stopped him before, and it certainly isn't going to stop him now.

Miscellaneous Collections

January Roulette Drabbles ~ WIP @fellowshipofthefics had a roulette for January of 2023, where people could spin a wheel to get two fanfic tropes and combine them. I had people send them as asks and wrote about them. Includes Bagginshield and BofurxNori

*Sweet Talk with a Hint of Sin, Beggin You to Take Me ~ COMPLETE Kinktober Prompt collection! Most of them are bagginshield. Different pairings are marked in the chapter title, which include Killiel and samfrosie.