If You Do Requests, I Would Love A Fili One! Specifically, His Hobbit Gf Who Has Short Hair Tells Him

If you do requests, I would love a Fili one! Specifically, his hobbit gf who has short hair tells him she’s going to grow it out so that he can finally put it in braids <33

A/N: this was such a cute request, thank you so much for sending it in (and your patience!)! Hope you like it!

Fíli x fem!hobbit (unnamed) OC

Requested: obviously

Warnings: just lots of teeth rotting fluff I guess?

Word count: 753 words

Always yours

“You’re staring again,” she said without taking her eyes off the page of her book. As handsome and charming as her companion was, the story she was reading was too intriguing and she really wanted to know what the heroine would do next. 

But there came no response to her comment and eventually her curiosity got the best of her. She peeked over the edge of the paper, straight into the bright blue eyes of her intended.

“See? I knew I was right,” she teased with a smile. 

Fíli chuckled, the sound reverberating in his chest, making her smile even wider. There truly wasn’t a lovelier sound.

“Such beauty as yours is meant to be admired, ibrizinlêkhê, you cannot fault me for doing so.”

She twirled a lock of hair around her finger as she resumed her reading, a blush colouring her cheeks at the given praise. Even after months of courting she still wasn’t used to the numerous compliments Fíli showered her with. 

“Your hair’s getting quite long,” Fíli commented as he let his fingers glide through her deep brown curls. “I suppose it’s almost time to cut it again.”

She didn’t miss the disappointment in his voice, even though she knew he’d tried to hide it. She usually let her curls grow until it reached her shoulders, or until it was at ‘proper Hobbit-length’ as she’d always say, before the scissors would appear. Even though Fíli knew hair wasn’t as important to Hobbits as it was to Dwarrows, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness every time his future wife took out the scissors. 

But now it almost brushed her collarbones, the longest it had ever been and Fíli loved it. How the curls danced around her face as she was running around the kitchen, cooking yet another feast, or how they framed her perfectly round face as she was engrossed in one of her books, shielding her from prying eyes. His fingers itched to braid her auburn locks, to take three strands and weave them together, following an all-too-familiar pattern, sealing it with a bead containing his sigil and making her truly his in the eyes of Mahal. But he respected her too much, and the last thing he would want for her was to abandon her own culture. 

“About that…” she began, pulling him out of his thoughts. She went to the heavy wooden chest of drawers, took something out of the top drawer and placed it in his hand with a shy smile. A pair of scissors.

Fíli’s eyes went wide at the suggestion. “You cannot ask me to… I can’t-” 

He loved her with all his heart, she was his whole world without any doubt, and there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do if she asked him to, but this request was really pushing his limits. 

The Hobbit girl laughed, her giggles like tiny bells in the evening breeze, and she folded her small hands around his large one holding the scissors, closing it with an encouraging squeeze. 

“I don’t want you to use them,” she reassured him, “I want you to keep them, since I have no need for them anymore.”

Fíli stared at her, his features twisted in confusion, before he realised what it meant. He dropped the scissors and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into his chest, the book she was reading toppling to the ground but neither of them noticed. As he let go of her, his hands moved from her waist to cup her cheeks, brushing a strand of hair out of her face with his thumb.  

“I know how important this is to you, and your kin. You’ve done so many things to make me feel at home. So I decided I wanted to grow out my hair, long enough for you to braid it. And I think we’re there, don’t you?”

Fíli positively beamed with happiness, blinking a few times as if he couldn’t believe what had just occurred. He closed the already small distance between them with a small tug, and kissed her hard, a kiss full of passion and promises and want. 

As they separated, both catching their breaths, he took something out of his pocket, and opened his hand, revealing a silver bead. “I’ve carried this with me ever since we started courting, but I never thought... Ibrizinlêkhê, would you do me the honour of letting me braid your hair?”

She smiled, her eyes a little teary at the sheer happiness and nodded.

“Always.”

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Concerning Hobbits

Pairing: Fili x hobbit f!reader

Request: Anonymous asked: Hello! I absolutely ADORE your writing! Could I request a Fili fic where the reader is a hobbit and really close friends with Bilbo so he has brought them with him to Erebor several times and between their last visit and their current visit Fili has been exchanging letters with Bilbo to learn about Hobbit courting etiquette so he can ask the reader out?

A/N:I hope you enjoy it! I'm honoured you trusted me with this request, especially since I haven't written for Fili before.

Genre: Fluff/romance

Description: Fili enlists the help of Bilbo to learn about hobbit courting customs in order to ask you out in the best way possible.

Warnings: None

Word count: 1471

You’d always been close to Bilbo, he was like a brother to you, so it was only natural that you thoroughly questioned him when he came back months after disappearing so suddenly.

His tale fascinated you, more than it should fascinate a respectable hobbit. You asked questions, about the elves, about the mountain, about Smaug, but most of all, about his 13 companions, the dwarves.

You’d never met anyone who wasn’t a hobbit, but ever since you were young you’d had a fascination with the race of dwarves, reading books about them, begging your parents to bring you back hand-crafted items the dwarves in Bree were selling.

So yes, it was only expected that you would be most interested in Bilbo’s companions - how you wished you’d been able to meet them. But most particularly, you were fascinated by the Durin’s, especially the golden-haired prince who’s good nature and humour Bilbo would fondly talk about.

Therefore, when Bilbo casually mentioned returning to Erebor to visit his friends you immediately begged to go with him. Knowing how much it would mean to you, particularly with your birthday coming up as you so kindly reminded him, he agreed, and one letter to the dwarf king later the two of you were on the road.

To everyone’s (or no-one’s) surprise, you and Fili hit it off immediately. The golden-haired prince had taken an instant liking to you and you to him.

The second visit was much the same, except the relationship between the two of you only grew stronger as you grew closer and closer to the line between friends and something more.

Both of you were beginning to feel things for each other that went beyond friendship, but neither of you said anything as you left with Bilbo once more, this time with a promise to write.

Neither of you noticed the knowing glance Thorin and Bilbo had shared, and after you left, Fili had been subjected to endless teasing from his brother until Tauriel of all people had taken pity on the heir and reminded Kili that he was just as smitten, if not more.

In the weeks after the trip, you and Fili had sent letter after letter to each other, and when Bilbo mentioned taking you on another visit you’d instantly agreed, the blond still vivid in your mind.

What Bilbo didn’t tell you, was that you weren’t the only one who had been in regular contact with Fili. Ever since he had returned to Bag End his mailbox had been full of letters from Fili asking all kinds of questions about hobbits and their courting customs.

It was bad enough reading and answering the incredibly long letters that seemed to revolve around you, but he also had to hide them from you - something that was quite difficult since you’d often bring in his mail for him when you came over for breakfast, forcing him to wake up even earlier to snatch any letters Fili should send before you came over.

In the end, he had sent a thick book regarding hobbits and their customs which had seemed to satisfy the dwarf for the foreseeable future.

Now, he was finally taking you to Erebor again, and you were beyond excited. Little did you know, but Fili, upon hearing of your visit, had been a flustered mess, his usually calm demeanour seemingly gone as he scoured the text in the book over and over as he scurried to make sure that everything was perfect as he anticipated your arrival.

No one commented when your greeting with Fili was far from ‘formal’, his arms winding around your waist as he lifted you from the ground and spun you around, your laugh ringing through the air, your curls bouncing when he set you down.

It wasn’t until later that Fili asked you if he could show you something and the two of you excused yourselves from the company.

You completely missed Kili’s encouraging wink and thumbs up to his brother from behind your back.

Fili didn’t tell you where he was leading you as he led you through halls you’d never seen before. You were about to ask when he pulled open a door, gesturing for you to step through and you stepped into perhaps the most beautiful part of Erebor you’d seen.

It was a terrace, or courtyard of sorts, jutting out from the mountain and looking over Dale, but it wasn’t the view that amazed you most.

The terrace was more like a garden, with grass instead of stone and all sorts of brightly coloured flowers blooming in various places - some you recognised, some you didn’t.

You turned to Fili, a bright smile adorning your face. “This is amazing. Has this always been here?”

He shifted, looking slightly embarrassed. “Sort of. It was awful when I first found it. I’ve been fixing it up since your last visit. I thought you’d like it.”

“I love it!” You assured him, walking further out, relishing the feeling of glass tickling your feet again as you headed towards the only non-plant in the place; a yellow picnic rug set out with your favourite foods.

Fili followed you to the rug, watching you sit down and look admiringly at the food.

“Did you make this too?” You asked, half joking.

To your surprise he didn’t object. “Bombour helped. I hope it’s alright.”

You stared at him for a moment. Did he realise that in The Shire something like this would be seen as an intention to court? Or was he just being friendly? You smiled. “I’m sure it will be.”

As you ate, you couldn’t help but notice that Fili was acting a bit strangely. Yes, he would laugh and smile, but he fidgeted when he thought you weren’t looking and only picked at the food.

You set your plate aside. “Is there a reason for all this? Or am I just that good a friend?”

“No. I mean yes. I mean…” He sighed, seemingly building up his courage before he faced you. “Maybe this will tell you what I mean.

He reached behind him to pick up a bouquet which he then held out to you.

You accepted the bundle of carefully picked flowers, a few immediately sticking out to you. Red roses, both white and pink camellias, red carnations, orchids and tulips.

Clearly, in the eyes of a hobbit, a declaration of love and adoration.

You glanced up at the blond, who was watching you with a hopeful expression. “You know, in The Shire, this sort of thing would be considered a clear intention to court. A declaration of love, even.”

“And what would you say if that’s exactly what it is?”

You smiled, leaning across to place a quick kiss to his lips before leaning back, watching the expression of surprise and happiness cross Fili’s face. “I’d say I accept and the feelings are returned.”

He smiled, leaning closer to brush a stay piece of hair behind your slightly pointed ear, letting his fingers linger. “That’s good, because otherwise I wouldn’t be able to do this.”

He kissed you again, this time lingering longer, the remaining food all but forgotten as your grip on the bouquet loosened and you leaned into the kiss.

You’d be lying to say that you’d never thought about what the Prince’s lips would feel like against yours, how his beard would brush against your skin, and it was safe to say that this surpassed even your wildest dreams.

Fili pulled away, blue eyes shining. “Maybe later I can show you our courting customs.”

“I’d like that.” You murmured. “How did you know all this stuff?” You asked, glancing down to admire the bundle of flowers in your hands again.

“I asked Bilbo.” Fili admitted. “And he sent me a book.”

“What book?” You questioned with a smile. You found it adorable that he’d put in so much effort for you.

He grinned back. “Concerning Hobbits.”

~

Bilbo wasn’t surprised when you nervously pulled him aside the day before you were to leave, glancing anxiously at Fili over the other hobbit’s shoulder, who nodded encouragingly. He’d already talked to his uncle, who had agreed that you should be the one to talk to Bilbo.

“Bilbo?” You began, “Bilbo, I’m not ready to go home. I want to stay here…with Fili…” At his silence you rushed on. “I don’t want to upset you, and I’ll miss you but-”

Your long time friend wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug. “I understand. You don’t need to explain yourself.” He pulled back, smiling at you. “I’m happy for you.”

So with a promise to visit again soon and one last hug, Bilbo left Erebor, and you remained behind, Fili’s warm hand around yours as you returned his radiant smile.

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If you're not overwhelmed with too many requests and aren't busy, can I ask for, Hazbin Hotel characters Charlie, Vaggie, Angel Dust, and Alastor to react to their girlfriend s/o punching their harasser in the face and knocking them out with one punch, please and thank you.

Headcanons Protection from a harasser

🌈 Charlie Morningstar x fem!Reader 🎶

Charlie knew that because you supported her idea of rehabilitating sinners, some people began to treat you worse, but she could not even imagine that you would have a stalker. One sinner constantly followed you when you went out somewhere on the street. At first you didn't pay attention to it, but when you began to see this sinner more and more often, you began to worry and told Charlie about it

At first you tried to ignore it. Charlie thought your stalker would leave you alone, but it wasn't. The sinner continued to haunt you even when you and Charlie were together and only in the hotel could you feel safe for now. However, sometimes Charlie was afraid that your stalker might be emboldened and break into the hotel. She didn't want anyone to get hurt, but she didn't want to solve this situation by creating a new conflict

When you and Charlie went to buy some materials for the restoration of the hotel, your stalker tried to grab you. Charlie expected that she would have to intervene, but you did something that she did not expect from you. You punched your pursuer in the face with all your might. Your blow was strong enough to make your pursuer lose consciousness and judging by your formidable appearance, you were ready to continue defending yourself if the need arose

After you rebuffed your persecutor, you no longer saw this sinner. You were firmly convinced that you weren't going to put up with this anymore. You were going to protect yourself and Charlie and she was proud that you found the determination to do it

❌ Vaggie x fem!Reader 🎀

Vaggie noticed that you often seemed to be followed by the same sinner before you. She told you about it, fearing that you might have been harmed, but you tried to calm her down, saying that everything was fine and that she was just paranoid. Vaggie didn't really believe in it, because her premonition rarely let her down, and when you told her that that sinner really began to be suspiciously close to you and watch you, she realized that you were actually being persecuted

Vaggie was ready for your stalker to try to attack you. She was ready for the fact that she would need to protect you, but so far your pursuer has not made any attempts to get closer somehow. She tried to walk with you when you needed to go somewhere, fearing that you could be harmed. She understood perfectly well that your stalker could easily take advantage of the fact that you were alone and hurt you or even kidnap you, and she could not allow that

When you went for a walk, Vaggie was busy and you didn't bother her, confident that everything would be fine. She hurried to find you as soon as she found out that you left alone. She found you in the park and saw that your stalker was trying to force you to go somewhere. She wanted to rush to your defense, but you coped on your own, hit your pursuer in the face with all your might

She was glad that you were able to fight back against your abuser. This allowed her to feel calmer, because now she knew that even if she wasn't around, you could protect yourself and stay safe. She was even willing to teach you how to use a weapon herself if the need arose, but as long as you could cope without it, she was more than happy with everything

🕷 Angel Dust x fem!Reader 💖

Angel did not immediately find out that someone was following you. At first, nothing foreshadowed trouble. You behaved as usual, but gradually your behavior began to change. You began to worry about something, and gradually your anxiety became even stronger. Only when he asked you about the reason for this did you tell him that you had a stalker

He knew well what the feeling was like when someone was chasing you, so he tried to help you. He kept you company when you needed to go somewhere, and if he couldn't go himself, he asked Cherry to go with you, knowing that if necessary she could help you. Sometimes the three of you walked together and then you felt completely safe

The fact that you rebuffed your pursuer, he learned from Cherry. She sent him a video in which he saw how your pursuer tried to grab you, but you reacted almost instantly, hitting your pursuer in the face with all your might. When you returned to the Hotel, Angel couldn't help praising you, because he never thought that you could do this

He often began to joke that maybe now you will protect him when he has a stalker, but despite his jokes, he was glad that you were able to fight back. He knew that such things could frighten a lot and that not everyone would find the courage to fight back against the offender, so he supported you and did not let you forget that you did the right thing

📻 Alastor x fem!Reader 🎙

Alastor quickly noticed that something in your behavior had changed and just as quickly found out what was causing it. You've got a stalker. One sinner began to write to you often on social networks, but at that time it didn't bother you. However, now this sinner has begun to haunt you in reality. Because of this, you began to feel as if you were constantly being watched. Alastor saw it, so he decided to help you a little

When you needed to go somewhere, he offered to go with you, referring to the fact that he was bored. If you agreed, then he would go with you and your pursuer would leave, too afraid of Alastor. But he never insisted on his company. He could easily get rid of your stalker, but he was interested to find out how you would confront this situation yourself

You agreed to meet at the restaurant where he invited you, but when he came, he saw that your stalker was trying to squeeze you into a corner. Alastor knew he had to intervene, but he didn't have time to do it. You punched your pursuer in the face with all your might, which caused the sinner to fall unconscious from one blow. A wider smile appeared on Alastor's lips and he went to you, pleased with what you did

You had a quiet dinner in a restaurant and you didn't know that Alastor easily got rid of your stalker. He liked the fact that you were able to cope with the sinner yourself, but he didn't want you to be in danger again, so he dealt with everything himself, bringing peace into your life

Sorry, I couldn't pick which one, so I did both of them.

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Hiii!! I hope you're doing alright! I read one of your hazbin headcannons with Angel Dust, Husk, sir pent, and Alastor reacting to their s/o being hurt by them during sex due to their teeth or claws. So, an idea came to mind. What if their s/o just hid the fact they got hurt but refused to have sex for almost a month by saying they weren't in the mood, only to find their S/O, later on trying to fix the infected wound they had for almost a month while they were crying?

I apologize if it doesn't make sense, English isn't my native language, so sometimes I make things sound very difficult to understand. 🥲😅

Hey, your English is great, don't sweat it.

Pairing: Alastor, Husk, Angel Dust, Sir Pentious x Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, rough sex, scratches, marking, blood, sadism, aftercare

A/N: I'm not ready for Hazbin Hotel s1 to end. It's too soon.

ALASTOR

Loves seeìng the scratch marks on your body after he made you feel good. When there's so much that you're bleeding, as long as you're not crying he knows you're okay, even crying is fine. But if it starts to hurt so bad that you're sobbing then he will back down quickly and switch into a more caring version of himself, he likes hurting you but only when you ask for it.

HUSK

Won't stop if he scratches or bites you, he's a cat demon, it's in his nature. But it is also in his nature to lick your wounds, or in this case the scratches and bite marks he left on your body while having sex. He has been known to get a little rough when he's in mating season but even then he will put aftercare very high on the list of priorities for the two of you.

ANGEL DUST

Doesn't mind leaving scratches on you, he's open to many kinks and besides him scratching your back just means you did a really good job. If he goes overboard and you don't tell him during sex he will feel responsible for not noticing. He's always apologetic if he goes overboard, what he wants it to give you pleasure, never pain, maybe a mix of the two.

SIR PENTIOUS

Freaks out as soon as you make a noise that's not a moan. He is well aware that his two cocks can be a lot to take one after the other and that he can coil around you tightly when you're mating but scratching is not something he usually did. Possible that he lost control of himself, that you felt so good that he got way too into it and if so he's sorry and will work on it.

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