Tagged by the lovely @holyfant (thanks!) to post seven lines of (one of) my current WIPS.
Have some of the next (and possibly last) chapter of lay down your sweat and weary head, as proof that I am actually still working on that just VERY slowly.
Frerin nods and then draws Thorin into a rough hug. “You take care
too, Thorin. I don’t want to return to find that someone has assassinated you.”
He raises a brow. “Why would someone want to assassinate me?”
“I don’t know,” Frerin grins, “but it is you we’re talking about here…”
Thorin sighs, a long-suffering sound long perfected. “Hilarious.”
Frerin is already nearly out the door when Thorin calls after him.
“Oh and
Frerin? You can tell Dis and Fíli and
Kíli that you’re leaving.”
Frerin’s groan can probably be heard in half the mountain. “You’re
a cruel, cruel dwarf, brother.”
Thorin from Chapter 31 of Sansukh. ‘But I Made You A Pen’ I even drew a little pen because why not. I love drawing the characters for this Fanfiction, it is just soo much fun! Hope you like it @determamfidd
AHHHH OMFG THE FUNNY/SAD OAKENFAIL MOMENT AHHH I LOVE ITTTTT
oh gosh,thank you so so much! HIS EYES ARE JUST ‘but – but – but – but’ and such detail and work on his hair! Awwww, poor sad puppy, give him a hug. 😀 It’s wonderful, thank you thank you!!
AWW WAIT WHAT, I made you feel sorry for Sauron and not Mahal?! WHOOPS, author fail, whoooooops!!! 😀
eeep, yeah, the Sam moment, with the ‘I didn’t leave him’ – that was something I’ve wanted to write for AGES. So. Yep. *dodges the flying vegetables*
OOOH I am thrilled you liked the quiet little moment with Thorin and his decision about his beard! For such a short and unobtrusive little scene, it’s actually the culmination of a LOT of character threads and development, and lots of stuff that came before… like, a physical indication of just how far he has come, it’s actually a hugely big moment, wrapped up in a very small and gentle one 🙂
Hrera is my darling Queen of the Universe and I adore her lots.
HEHEHE, I am so happy you liked the letters, thank you! Thank you for a lovely comment and a lovely review, Nonnie!
Time slows and takes on that dreamy, half-sick, syrupy quality. The world breathes again, inhale-to-exhale, battle-to-after, and those who have survived are able to lift their heads and see what remains.
#89
Thorin looked out over the ruin of Mordor as it disintegrated before his eyes, heaving and churning and crumbling, and held his breath.
“The Eagles are coming,” said Bilbo softly.
*soft, incredulous gasp*
FISHY
FISHY you have officiallytm made me weep like a child
this is astonishing, so evocative, the MURK AND SMOKE, oh god, their expressions – no victory in their face yet, this is about cost, always and always, and oh they’re so tired
i am cry
i am VERY VERY cry
thank you so so much. you incredible soul, you incredible artist.
A quiet moment shared between Bilbo and Thorin in Beorn’s home as their friendship blossoms. Set before the events in Azhâr. Side-fic commissioned by Mim.
General Audiences | Gen | M/M | The Hobbit | Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield | Bagginshield | Pre-Azhâr | Beorn’s House | Fluff | Humour | Blossoming Friendship | 2.5k | Chapters:1/1
Aw Yiss 