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Thorin Oakenshield X Fem!Reader

Summary; You lived a normal life, in a world much like our own. But then you were suddenly thrust into Middle-Earth, a land much different from her own, with almost no recollection of you life before now.

Time passes, and you come to understand the need to find Thorin and his Company - before they leave for Erebor.

The only explanation as to why you're here - and who you are - lies with the Son’s of Durin, and their journey home.

This is a re-write of a old series! If you'd like to read the original, you can find it Here.

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Warnings; Angst. Reluctant Allies to Lovers. The One Slow Burn to Rule Them All. Fighting and Canon-typical Violence. Injuries and Blood. Major Character death.

Reader is female-coded, uses she/her pronouns, and is Human bodied. (We look down on Thorin, literally.) Can read as any ethnicity.

PLEASE REFER TO EACH INDIVIDUAL PART FOR RELEVANT / EXTENDED WARNINGS.

You can now read chapters on AO3, Here.

CHAPTER ONE - A Journey's Beginning

CHAPTER TWO - A Plan; Fit for a King

CHAPTER THREE - Here Answers Are Beheld

CHAPTER FOUR - When You Move, I'm Moved

CHAPTER FIVE - Mo Ghile Mear

CHAPTER SIX - A Warmth of Home

CHAPTER SEVEN - Visions, Relations

CHAPTER EIGHT - Blood or Water

CHAPTER NINE - Crossing Rivers, Crossing Lakes

CHAPTER TEN - (coming soon!)

Reader's MOODBOARD (Extended Edition)

PLAYLIST

MEME'S by @/artistxalex​

FANART (Old X X) (The Swords) (Hairstyles)

Please note; There is currently NO TAGLIST for this series.

(They are a lot of work, and changes to URL's are a lot to keep up with. In the past most of those who were tagged completely took advantage of this resource while giving nothing in return - because of this I've decided not to do one again.)

I thank you heartily for your understanding <3

Hello! I saw you were doing LOTR/Hobbit matchups and I would love one if possible! I also saw you write for Avengers and it would be awesome if I could get an avengers matchup as well but if not don’t worry about it! I’m 22 and I’m a registered nurse. I’m 5’5”, slender build, with long dark hair. I stay active with a lot of different workouts like kickboxing, running, strength, HIIT, and yoga. I play a couple of instruments but mostly piano. I spend most of my free time either watching TV or gaming. Family and faith is more important to me than anything. And I love my dogs! My personality is ISTJ. Thank you so much!!

The Hobbit:

Your match is Fili

He would think that it is cool that you're a nurse.

He would enjoy hearing you play any instrument even if it's the piano.

He wouldn't care if you were in your nurse uniform, in a dress, or in sweatpants. He loves you for who you are.

He would think that it is cool and that it is good that you like to stay active.

He would steal your dog and pet it whenever he gets the chance, lol.

This dwarf would play with your hair all the time and braid it when he could.

Overall this dwarf loves you.

The lord of the rings:

Your match is Legolas Greenleaf.

He would give you a lot of kisses on the top of your head.

He would love to do kickboxing and HIIT with you.

This elf loves to do anything that keeps him active.

He would think that it is cool and cute that you are a nurse.

(But also he wouldn't admit it out loud.)

He would enjoy hearing you play the piano.

He would enjoy spending time with you.

He would think that your personality type is cute.

Overall this elf Prince loves you with all his heart.

Avengers:

Your match is Steve Rogers/Captain America.

Steve would love to spend time with you.

He would love to do kickboxing with you.

He would enjoy running with you in the morning, or when you come home. Honestly, it would become your guys' favorite thing to bond over.

Even though he isn't a yoga person. He loves to watch you do it.

He would love to hear you play any instrument, even if it is just the piano.

He would honestly ask you to teach him how to play the piano.

He wouldn't care if you were in your nurse uniform or if you are in sweatpants. Honestly, he doesn't care how you look, he thinks you look cute either way.

Overall this captain loves you to pieces.

Can I have ❛ you got me flowers? ❜ with Legolas?

You bought me flowers with legolas.

Legolas, despite his stoic and serious demeanor, has a soft spot for his significant other. He may not always express his emotions openly, but he shows his love and affection in subtle ways. One day, his s/o comes home to find a beautiful bouquet of flowers waiting for them on the table.

At first, they are surprised. Legolas is not one to partake in such romantic gestures. But as they look closer, they notice that the flowers are a mix of their favorite blooms, carefully arranged in a delicate vase. It's clear that Legolas put thought and effort into choosing each flower.

As they admire the bouquet, Legolas enters the room, a rare smile gracing his usually stern features. "You got me flowers?" his s/o asks, eyes wide with disbelief. Legolas simply nods, a faint blush coloring his cheeks.

He may be skilled in battle and well-versed in the ways of the forest, but when it comes to matters of the heart, Legolas is a novice. Yet his s/o can't help but be touched by this gesture. It's a small act, but it speaks volumes about Legolas's feelings for them.

From that day on, whenever Legolas is away on his adventures, his s/o keeps the dried flowers from that bouquet as a reminder of his love. And when they reunite, Legolas always has a new bouquet waiting for them, a silent declaration of his affection.

S/O hating the way they look so much that they push Thorin away completely when he attempts to pursue them. But he won’t take no for an answer from his S/O.

Headcanons based on this imagined. The credit goes to: @fizzyxcustard

At first, when Thorin attempted to pursue his s/o, he was met with rejection. His s/o pushed him away, telling him that they could never be together because they hated the way they looked. Thorin was taken aback by these words, hurt that someone he cared for could think so poorly of themselves. But he refused to give up on them.

Despite their protests and attempts to distance themselves from him, Thorin was persistent. He showed them kindness, understanding, and unwavering support. He listened to their insecurities and fears, reassuring them that they were worthy of love and acceptance.

Slowly but surely, his s/o began to see themselves through Thorin's eyes. They started to believe in their own worth and beauty, thanks to his unwavering love and devotion. Thorin's patience and determination paid off, as his s/o finally let their walls down and allowed him into their heart.

In the end, Thorin's love transformed his s/o's self-perception. They no longer saw themselves as unworthy or unattractive, but as someone deserving of love and happiness. And Thorin was there every step of the way, showing them that true beauty lies not in outward appearances, but in the depth of one's heart.

could you write something with Legolas comforting reader (physical affection please 🙏🙇‍♀️) after a bad day? he sees her and instantly can tell something is wrong. thank you!!!

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⟡˳⋆ FEATURING : legolas x fem!reader ❨ comfort ៸៸ fluff ៸៸ established relationship ❩ ⟡˳⋆ WC : 0.4k ⟡˳⋆ NOTES : apologies for leaving this in my inbox for so long i wanted to save it to write it during a bad day of my own loool…legolas would 100% be supremeee at comforting reader ‼️🙏 ty again for sending a req <33

WHEN THE PRINCE SEES YOU in your crestfallen state, his arms instinctively reach out. Your sights lay on the ground before you through half lidded eyes, an overwhelming vulnerability prodding at your back as he approaches with a slender hand outstretched. He cups your cheek as he leans in to press a soft kiss onto your temple while a strong arm encircles your waist from behind.

There are no words needed in this moment of such tender care, but he uses them anyway as he engulfs you in his safe embrace. “My starlight…” He breathes. You turn to face him and immediately bury your face into his chest, eyes clenching shut with a feeble attempt to halt your incoming tears, yet they seep into his tunic and dampen the icy blue into a mass of grey, and when you look up to meet his softened gaze he can barely withhold the sight. “What troubles you?” He says, catching a freshly fallen tear with his thumb. Revealing your burdens proves much harder than you can handle at the moment, with a relentless lump that barricades your throat from speaking. You bring your palm up to brush over your dampened cheeks, and through your misty vision you see the gentle look of utter concern presented on his features. You lean your forehead onto his chest, clutching the fabric of his tunic and breathing deeply to gather yourself in an attempt to preserve what remaining composure you still possess. He listens with patience while you murmur softly through trembling breaths of the day you had, not once freeing you from his arms as he offers words of comfort and understanding.

What is it about the prince that compels you to fall apart with little restraint? Did it have anything to do with the delicate way in which he handles you? How he takes hold of your hand and guides you to lay your head on a pillow as he prepares you tea with only the freshest of herbs? Perhaps it was how his arms cocoon you into a nestled entanglement, kissing away the lone tear that slides down your cheek with hushed assurances. Maybe it was the way he spoke to you long after you are lulled to sleep, hands running up and downs your back in a slow caress while he whispers things of only love and support to you so you are reminded of his eternal devotion, even as you dream.

References that are clearly explained like this one make me soo happy as a tolkien fan!

Gondor During The Hobbit

They didn’t know it, of course, but 2941 was sort of Gondor’s Last Summer, if you’ll excuse the WWI reference. Because by the end of The Hobbit, the White Council has driven Sauron out of Dol Guldur, and right back to his old stronghold in Mordor, which basically started a period of ongoing warfare with Gondor that lasted the next 78 years.

So, what was happening in Gondor during these last few months of relative peace?

Denethor II, father of Boromir and Faramir, is 11 years old. His grandfather, Turgon, is steward of Gondor, and he is at this point in his life likely living in Minas Tirith with his parents and two older sisters. Denethor was said to be an exceptionally learned man, so it’s likely that even at age 11 he’s already quite dedicated to his studies.

Turgon, the Steward of Gondor, is nearing the end of his life at 94 years old. He’s been ruling Gondor for 35 years now, and during his rule has had to deal with steadily worsening conditions in Ithilien (the region had been infested with orcs since the days of his father’s rule. Luckily, Turgon inherited the fortified and secret ranger camps that his father had had built. By 2941 these ranger forts were forty years old, so I’d imagine the entire ranger system was pretty well established by now. 

What with the orcs and all, Ithilien was only lightly populated by this point. And, in fact, when Sauron does arrive at the end of the year, the last of the people who lived in Ithilien fled the region. Many of the descendants of these people will make up the ranger force that Faramir commands during the War of the Ring.

Prince Angelimir, the grandfather of Imrahil and Finduilas, rules in Dol Amroth. Tolkien didn’t record anything of his rule, but it’s likely it was basically uneventful at that period, mainly just watching out for attacks from Umbar.

Morwen Steelsheen, Theoden’s mother, was 19 years old and living in Lossarnach. In two years she would marry her husband, Thengel son of the king of Rohan - it’s possible that they’ve already met.

Meanwhile, somewhere far to the north, a little hobbit is sorely missing his pantry back in Bag End, completely unaware of how his adventure is going to affect the rest of the world.

SOURCES: LOTR, LOTR Appendices, The Histories of Middle Earth vol. 12 (“The Heirs of Elendil”)

It’s awesome babes! Your writing is fabulous as usual!

Pericardium

prompt from @creativepromptsforwriting - "I love you. That's why I have to leave." "Well, I love you too and that's why you have to stay."

Thranduil brainrot is GETTING ME its GETTING ME

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This was getting unbearable, I thought to myself. Climbing the stairs leading to the gardens was not what I was referring to, though they were rather tiring.

The unbearable part was having to live like my heart wasn't beating.

Let me explain.

I moved into Mirkwood years ago, under the request of Lord Elrond of Rivendell. Assumedly, he'd thought that my experience with growing plants might be helpful in a place actively combating giant spiders.

He was right, as he normally is, but not for the reason he thought.

Instead, I'd found myself the right-hand of the Elven King himself. For no apparent reason at all - no background in diplomacy or in royal affairs helped rationalize just how I got here.

But that is not why you're here, is it?

Over the years by the King's side, I'd grown close to him. We shared hopes and heartbreaks, dreams and despairs. It felt healing, I suppose.

That closeness breached professionalism at times. It scared me.

Once that line was breached, there was no going back.

I had not even earned my position here. I was not a native to Mirkwood. How in Middle-Earth would Mirkwood's elves ever agree to such a union?

They would not, I decided. It made what I was about to do much easier.

I could not stop my heart from beating for long. I had to leave, quickly, before the traitorous thing choose to turn against logic yet again.

Surely Lord Elrond would welcome me back to Rivendell if I explained my situation, right?

The thought of leaving Mirkwood, the place I call home, as well as the king who rules it, forces my heart to skip a beat.

I must learn to live without a heart, I think. If only to curb the pain to come.

Rushing to the stables, I see my horse at the far end. My heart begins contracting in my chest. That is my cue to hurry the hell up, as the humans say.

One step after another. All to take me further away from here.

I clutch at my horse's hair. She dips her head down in recognition, letting me freely hug her close. My closest companion, now that I'm leaving.

It feels a little bit like burning at stake. Not that I know how that feels, but it's the most similar thing, I suppose.

My heart is being cooked in the flames of love.

I close my eyes to center myself for a minute. And like a good pie, I savor the moment.

Sighing, I open my eyes. "Let's get going, starlight."

"Go where?"

The sudden intrusion is startling, and I turn to look behind me.

Thranduil.

He looks stunning as always, like a star that's descended from the heavens. His eyes, the color of a clear sky, zeroed in on me.

"Well?" He tilts his head slightly. Every day I forget how speechless he makes me.

"I... I was just planning on taking a short ride around, my King."

To this he lifts an eyebrow. And smirks, damn him.

"Oh? May I accompany you, then?" He knows I can't deny him.

Not wanting him to know my true intent, I nod at him, "Certainly."

The slight smile gracing his face made everything else disappear. For a single moment, all I could see was him.

It took a minute to prepare, then we were off. Into the beautiful forest we call home.

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I was busy admiring the tall grey-brown bark of the trees we were riding past when he broke the silence.

"Do you like it here?"

The question surprises me. Both in its suddenness and in its intimacy.

"Of course, my King. Why do you ask?"

I can feel his eyes on me, studying the map of my face. I can feel the blood pumping in my veins.

"If that's so, why does Elanor speak of your mentioning departure from Mirkwood?"

To this I advert my gaze. Caught.

He continues. "You seem to be more and more distant than usual. I can't help but wonder why."'

"Because I'm in love with you" My heart screams. I stay silent.

Thranduil notices this, and both his eyes and voice turn sharp.

"What are you hiding?"

I sigh softly. "My king, I must return to Rivendell."

He studies me, not believing a word.

"And I must leave soon. I did not want to cause any more burden to your shoulders, my King. That is why I did not tell you."

"You were never a burden. And did you not think of the panic your disappearance would cause in the palace? The panic you would cause me? You cannot just leave like that. Not without a proper reason." He gets more and more animated as he speaks, and I feel my temper rising to match his.

"I need to leave-"

"No you don't!"

"And go to Rivendell and-"

"Not without a reason! You can't just leave! I forbid it!"

His voice echoes in the forest. Mine follows suit.

"I love you! That's why I have to go!"

Ruined. That's what this friendship is.

He, for once, falls silent. His hair shifts as he turns to look at me, truly look at me. His eyes, once cold, are now softer.

"I love you too. And that's why you have to stay."

...What.

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Brainrot is real because its happening to me

Quick Question:

Should I start to do character headcannons? I could do reader x character or just simple things that I imagine about the character.

The fandoms I would writing for would be:

Lord of the Rings/Hobbit (I’m not caught up on the Similarion or the Rings of Power)

Harry Potter/Marauders Era

Kimetsu No Yaiba (Demon Slayer)

Not one of my normal posts, but:

Who do you think would go hunting for the Company during their travel to Erebor?

Would it be Dwalin?

Bifur?

Would Kili and Fili go out to hunt for the food?

Or would it be Thorins purpose also, to provide for his companions as the leader of the adventure.

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I’ve thought overnight about it, and:

I’ve got a lineup (from most often to least often)!!!

1. Gloin (we all know this man makes everything a completion, his game is the best, his wife is the best, his hair is the nicest copper color, his son is the best, we could go on and on) he prides himself on the kill he makes for the company.

2. Bifur I cannot use words to describe how vicious yet clean this dwarrow is with his kills. When Bifur kills an animal, it is left so perfectly, it looks like it’s alive, perfect for cooking and using every bit of the body they need

3. Suprisingly is Dwalin! We know our warrior is a bit rough around the edges all over, but he cares for his fellow kin in a subtle way, such as making sure they eat so they can “Put that food to good use and use your brain for once!”

4. Fili and Kili (cuz they a duo) Kili normally does the killing of Deer and such with his arrow, while Fili will take down physically with a dagger, Fili normally goes for the neck right away, Kili goes for the lungs of what he shoots at when hunting

I'm adding x reader tags for the purpose of knowing that they will probably come up with the funniest shit ever

Hey yall, I need some help. So hopefully in about 2 years I'll be able to get a puppy. My dad (who I still live with, sad I know) wants to wait because right now we're not ready for another dog. (We currently have a dog, the cat further down in my blog is my mom's cat, if it's still there) he also won't let me if our current dog isn't doing good at that time. But anyways I'm thinking about getting a chocolate lab puppy. I know for sure I'm getting a lab but I want to get a chocolate one. I've picked out some names already because I like doing that. I want some help thinking of more names. I tagged a bunch of Fandoms so hopefully I can get some nerdy names but I also want hilarious names!

Our current list:

The "love" ones: Bucky (marvel), Boone (twisters), Coffee Beans or Beans (nickname(nn)), Butter, Captain Wigglebutt or Wiggles (nn), Meatball, Moose, Godzilla

The "really liked" ones: Rocket (marvel), Rooster (topgun), Jensen (the actor), Potato, Brownie, Caesar

The "liked" ones: Bruce (harley quinn), Tyler (twisters), Raleigh (Pacific rim), Wally, Mudflap

The "not my favorite but they're good names" ones: Maverick (topgun), Logan (Xmen)

So please, message me, reblog this, comment what ever, tell me some good names whether they be Fandom related, just down right funny, or both. One thing, try to keep a little bit to the theme of him being a chocolate lab and a male. Like coffee beans because they're brown and I think Beans would be a hilarious names. If the name has a nickname please tell me that too. Thank you everyone!!!

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Edward Nygma x Reader x Harvey Dent Part One

Edward Nygma x Reader x Harvey Dent Part Two

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Thorin Oakenshield x Reader Pt. I

Thorin Oakenshield x Reader Pt. I

Concept: Middle Earth/Arda is only one realm among many. The reader is from Earthrealm and was hired to help Thorin's company by Gandalf's invitation. She's a fighter and a member of the Lin Kuei. This is a Mortal Kombat/Hobbit collaboration.

(This is not yet edited, please excuse any mistakes)

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The company had convinced Bard to sail you all to Dale--not without payment of course, which Balin now calculated and counted as everyone chipped in. You surrendered a portion of your currency, placing it on the table in front of Balin, then returned to your sight seeing at the edge of the boat. Your elbows and forearms were perched on the rails and you leaned slightly forward. It was late evening and thick fog rose from the black lakes on which you sailed, offering a covering over the boat. The peaceful atmosphere was a welcome change from the never ending action you were always faced with. In your own realm, you could never imagine such peace. Yes, Arda evidently had a good share of evil beings and bloody battles, but it also had the Shire and Rivendell--beautiful cities and villages untouched by war.

Your own realm had peaceful towns and gorgeous scenery as well, but you never had time to appreciate them. This entire journey with Thorin and his company was the longest you had ever been out in the world,--or a world, rather?--free. You had never experienced the warm sunrise so many days in a row, having lived your whole life in the cold mountains of Tibet. You had never truly witnessed what life was like in every day cities and towns. Places like the Shire... places like Rivendell especially!--these were too good to be true. All your life, you had only known fighting, wars, tournamets.

But what struck you the most was the fellowship you saw within the people in Arda. From the moment you met the Company in Bilbo's home, you found that the warmth of the Dwarves had touched you in a way you felt you had been longing for your entire life. Their two songs, though strange at first, bewildered you the more you thought of them. The company was joined together in joy and in loss, expressing their emotions so freely. You had not been raised to show your emotions. In fact, it was custom, from where you came, to express nothing--but anger, perhaps.

The way they cared for each other, tending to each other's wounds, sharing meals, comforting each other when forlorn and laughing together when merry was all but familiar to you. At first you found their openess overwhelming and frankly exhausting, but you came to appreciate it.

In secret, part of you wanted to be as open and free as they were with their thoughts and hearts. Now, as many members of the company had expressed their utmost admiration for your fighting skills and made effort to take care of you while camped out, you found yourself longing to be a part of them. To share in their joys and share in their sadness, to care for others as they did and be as close as they were. You did not know what it was like to put your trust and confidence in an individual. In your clan, relationships such as these were not allowed. You may rely on your brothers and sisters as a whole, as the Lin Kuei, but never in a personal manner.

You squeezed your fists shut, angry at yourself for having lost the control you once had over your mind and emotions. The longer you were around the Dwarves, the more the intensity of your emotions increased. They had, without knowing, made you more aware of the desires of your heart.

You glanced once again to the table where Balin counted the coins and noticed Kili looking at you. When you met his eyes, he smiled, channeling so much warmth and real, raw emotion to you. He was grateful for your action just a few hours ago, when you had jumped on him to save him from the arrow of an Orc; when you saved his life. It would have been a waste to let him die. The others seemed to love him much.

By your observations, you figured you were supposed to smile back, but you were suddenly overwhelmed with emotions you were incapable of understanding. You did not let yourself feel them, pushing them into a bottle as you had been raised to do. But now it felt as if the bottle was pouring over, unable to contain anything more. You tore your gaze from Kili and tried to distract yourself with the beauty of the lake once again, though unsuccessfully.

"Is something wrong? Were you injured during the attack?" You were surprised to hear Thorin speak casually to you. He had never done so previously. Out of the members of the company, he was the most normal to you. He only spoke when necessary and maintained a calm disposition--though he did let his anger and frustration flow freely. His hostility did not shock you. It was understandable and even quite close to home for you.

You spared him a glance then looked away again, shaking your head. "No, I am fine."

He was unconvinced. It was easy to see you were troubled about something with your clenched fists and rapid, shallow breathing, but he knew better than to intrude. Instead, he thanked you for saving Kili, explaining that he had made a promise to his sister, their mother, to protect them best he could.

At the mention of their family, you felt the increasingly familiar anxiety form in your stomach. Your heart felt as if it was being crushed within you, and a scoff escaped your lips as you couldn't help but raise a hand to your hair, frustrated.

Next to you, Thorin frowned, confused about your response. "What?" He asked, expectantly.

"I apologize." You shook your head and straightened your posture, trying to shed away your troubled mind. "I only..."

Thorin took his hands off the edge of the boat, replacing them with his elbows as he mirrored your previous stance, leaning over to see you better. "Only what?"

You struggled to find the words, remaining silent for a few moments until making the decision to do as they did: speak their minds with utter honesty. "I am jealous of your family." You refused to make eye contact, eyes still fixed on the obscurity of the fog.

Thorin was dumbfounded, taken completely off guard by such an opinion. A sound escaped him, something between a scoff and a chuckle. "My family? You know next to nothing of them." He spares a quick glance at Kili and Fili. "You've only met my nephews."

You shook your head, turning so that you could look at him, but not in the eyes. "But you have a family... and I can tell from what I've witnessed and have been told that you... care for each other." You scratched at the wood beneath your hands, trying to quell your nerves.

Thorin thought for a moment, bewildered until he realized what you had implied. He wanted to ask a question or maybe offer his condolences, but his words ran dry.

"Look! there it is! The mountain!"

You had gratefully turned your attention to where the dwarves were pointing, but Thorin's eyes darted between you and the mountain as he became torn between the desire to continue talking with you and to relish in the moment he had spent years dreaming of; returning home.

With the arrival on land came more obstacles to overcome. Thorin was focused on sneaking past the guards of Dale, and reaching the safety of Bard's home, but he did not miss the way you stared at Bard and his children when they interacted. There was a deep longing in your eyes, maybe even sadness. However, he put aside his curiosity.

It wasn't until after the company had been discovered and the Master of Laketown had promised his help that Thorin began thinking of what to say to you. While you and the company enjoyed the feast hosted by the Master, Thorin was quiet. As soon as the company began filling up with ale, they became more rowdy than usual, no doubt their spirits having been lifted by being so close to Erebor. Though you quite liked hearing their joy, laughter, and jokes, you were still overwhelmed. You sought peace and quiet elsewhere, excusing yourself from the table.

Through the window, you could see that it was late at night. There was even a slight hint that the moon was out and shining so beautifully. So without thinking, you left the house entirely and walked out into the empty streets. A cool breeze went by, colder because of the water surrounding the premises, but it had nothing on the cold you were used to in the moutains of Tibet

Just a few meters away was a dock, looking across the lake with a view of Erebor, you imagined. It was hard to tell with how dark the lake and everything beyond it was. You walked out onto the edge of the dock and sat down, leaning back onto your palms. You did not notice that Thorin was following not far behind you, as he had been waiting for a moment like this.

Just a few seconds later, heavy footsteps on the dock approached you. "It's only me," Thorin announced as you had been close to drawing your dagger. You said nothing, only watching him as he sat down next to you. "It's dangerous to be alone in town this late."

"It wouldn't be the first time I've had to defend myself. I am able to do so," you stated, relaxing once again.

"I shall never doubt your skill again. However, I insist that you stay close to the company. We're too close to reaching Erebor to lose a member of the company now." Thorin stared at your face and troubled expression, and while you were still silent, he continued. "I wanted to talk to you. About what you said on the boat." His voice was soft and hesitant. "What happened to your own family?"

He was met with only more silence as you tried to figure out whether you should be honest or wise. The Lin Kuei was very secretive, virtually unknown except by a select few. With courage, you turned your head and looked Thorin in the eyes.

He seemed sincere.

He was a very private person.

He was of good character.

"I will answer your questions, but whatever we discuss must be kept between us in complete confidence." You wanted to be like the dwarves, as open and close as they were. So even though you felt uneasy about revealing your secrets, you thought that perhaps it just took courage to be like them.

Thorin nodded once, slowly, to show that he agreed to your terms.

"I barely knew them," you said in a monotone voice, almost nonchalant. "I have a few faint memories, but that is all. I was taken at too young of an age to remember what my parents looked like. I know I had siblings, but I remember even less about them." You outstretched your legs and sighed.

"Taken?" Thorin asked for clarification. "What do you mean?

"In my clan, the Lin Kuei, children are often born into it, but sometimes they are stolen during childhood or even infancy. Then they are brought to the temple to become acrobats... assassins... fighters and warriors. That is what happened to me."

Thorin had nothing to say, unaware that such a place could even exist. It began to make sense, why you looked at Bard's family with longing and why you confessed to envying Thorin's family. "You are still a part of this... clan? They sound diabolical!" He whisper shouted.

You made no reaction and instead changed the subject. "But... that is why I wanted to help you and your company get back that mountain,"--you motioned to it with the jerk of your head. "Long before I was offered to help on this quest, I entertained the idea of looking for my family. I wanted to know what it was like to have a normal home." You looked into Thorin's eyes, sincerely. "So even though your definition of home is a place and mine is the people, I believe we want the same thing. I will help you get your home, so you may grant your kin normal lives, beginning with your nephews and Gloin's son."

Thorin wanted to thank you, or somehow show his appreciation, but first he needed to know, "Did you not attempt to look for your family?"

A new heaviness itself upon your chest, and you looked away from Thorin. "No," you shook your head, "another member of my clan had attempted to find his family once; he was like me. After a long time, he managed to track them down, but they were killed by a rival clan. Because of the bad blood between us, they may do something similar to mine should I attempt to find them. I don't want to risk my family's life, if they are indeed still alive and well. They don't deserve to lose anyone else."

"You have done much to help us on our quest. Once we have taken back Erebor, I should like to help you reunite with your family." As you looked at Thorin with a shocked expression, he realized it was indeed impulsive of him to promise you help, but you risked your life for his cause, and he endeavored to do the same for you some day.

You smiled for the first time in forever, it felt awkward, but you were touched by Thorin's offer. "Thank you, but that won't be necessary. I'm afraid I wouldn't know what to do with a normal life even if I had the opportunity to have one. After the life I've lived, I don't believe I'd integrate well into civilization." You stood to your feet, wanting the conversation to come to a conclusion. It had been nice to be open, but it was also exhausting.

Thorin quickly stood as well, facing you and taking a step forward. "The odds never seem to be in our favor. There is a dragon in that mountain at this very moment, the same one who burned my home and murdered and drove all my people away--thousands of people! Yet here we are, 15 of us headed to take it back. Are you not willing to fight for your home as you are helping me do now? Even for just the chance of getting it back?" He had such a passion in his eyes, you admired it. But his attempts to inspire you were in vain.

"And if I found my family... what will I do? Live amongst them?" You wore a bitter smirk. "There is no leaving the Lin Kuei. It is punishable by death." And with that, you began heading back to the rest of the company.

Thorins face softened at yet another piece of shocking information. He was not used to accepting defeat so easily. He would find a way to fight for your freedom.

More Incorrect Hobbit Quotes

Thorin: *enters Bilbo's home and sees (Y/n) among the rest of the company* "You shouldn't be here! I thought I told you, 'no'!"

(Y/n): "But your eyes said, 'yes'."

Smaug: "No blade can pierce me!"

Bard: -appears with a black arrow-

Y/n: "Okay so are we gonna do it this movie or the next one?"

Bard: "What?"

Y/N: "I'm just saying, if you're not gonna kill him now, then why show us the damn arrow."

The company: "Movie? What's a movie?."

Imagine being there when Kili gets rescued by Tauriel

Tauriel: -Appears to save Kili-

Y/N: Mommy?? Sorry, Mommy?"

Tauriel: "I- I have no child?..."

Company: -Visibly confused-

Legolas: "Would you like me to shoot it in the face Tauriel."

Y/N: "Shutup Elsa I'm not talking to you."

Imagine Y/N arriving at Rivendell with the hobbits.

Frodo: "I am ready to go home."

Y/N: "Yeah well if you were we wouldn't have two more movies to get through"

The Hobbits: "What?"

Legolas: "Wait, I know your face. I know you! You are the mortal who called me Ella!"

Y/N: "It's Elsa"

Imagine Y/N sitting at the council of Rivendell with Legolas.

Boromir: "Why not use this ring?" -continues speech-

-While Boromir talks-

Y/N(quietly): "On a scale from one to ten my friend you're fucked."

Legolas: "Language Mellon."

Imagine the reactions of the fellowship when Y/N took the blade for Frodo on Weathertop (Amon Sûl)

Elrond: My dear child you would have died. You do not possess the gift of immortality, must you be as reckless as you are? You are not of this world!

Y/N: *grinning* Nah she'll be right. I'm fine aren't I?

Legolas: *walks in* You look terrible. As you would after a near death experience.

Y/N: You call it a near death experience. I call it a vibe check from God.

Aragorn: *Bursts into laughter*

Gandalf: *Stares pointedly* Yes.. not of this world.

Legolas: *is visibly confused* Are we talking about her recklessness or her beauty?

Y/N: >_> Ummm anyways, when are we leaving?

Imagine Y/N giving the answer to the riddle at the doors of Moria

Gandalf: *muttering spells at the door*

Frodo: Can Gandalf open the door?

Legolas: If not Gandalf then who? Surely the dwarf knows the key to his kin's door.

Gimli: *grumbles*

Merry and Pippin: *throwing rocks into the water*

Aragorn: *hurriedly* Do not disturb the water.

The Hobbits: *turns to Y/N*

Y/N: Don't touch the water little ones. You need not disturb it. You know not what the depths of the abyss holds.

The hobbits: *surprised to see Y/N serious*

Frodo: It's a riddle is it not?

Y/N: Correct my dear.

Legolas: Then pray tell what is the answer.

Y/N: *grins* Mellon

Legolas: *frowns* Are you talking to me-

The doors open

Y/N: Try to be more obvious about how you feel hm? *smirks*

Legolas: I know not of what you spea-

Boromir: *interrupts* Enough of the flirting. Quickly, I am not eager to find out what the waters of this cursed place holds.

All quickly walk inside

Legolas: *grins at Y/N's back*

Gandalf: *Shakes his head* Young fools.