Cain

he/him | per aspera ad astra | poet, i suppose.

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i’d write this but im afraid of The Curse so someone come take it off my hands.

Prophecy!Bagginshield

(got no attention as a reblog so im posting it as a standalone)

(and i linked the song that made me think of this concept)

but basically what if Thorin has always been told that there would only be one dwarf upon his throne, and he just assumed that he would never get married and rule alone until he handed the mantle to his nephews.

and then when they're recovering all the old dwarven texts and whatnot, they discover a NEW part of the prophecy that describes someone at his side, small but mighty, with brown hair like rich earth. and pieces slowly click together

OR MAYBE

he always knew, maybe the prophecy was bestowed upon him from a young age, and he's spent his whole life with fleeting dreams of hair between his fingers—too short to be a dwarf's, brown and curled, soft to the touch. eyes burning with more courage than he's ever seen, and yet he can never remember the little details when he wakes up. like it was all some fuzzy black-and-white memory.

and maybe he's been begging the ancient tapestries to show him more information his whole life, staring at the predictions for hours on end, as if he thinks the threads will miraculously rearrange themselves?

and when this brave little hobbit comes along, he works HARD to deny it, until he's deep in the goldsickness and Bilbo is the only person he doesn't bristle at the sight of.

idk just a thought

(the concept of "just like i dreamed you were" and "with yellow hair, like wheat" sounded very much like how i imagined thorin's inner dialogue but maybe that's just me ok bye)

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hyperfixation so bad that i’m considering picking up medieval tapestry??? as a hobby???

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okay guys i promise im not becoming a lotr/hobbit blog BUT i am in the throes of a CRAZY hyperfixation rn so i had a bagginshield thought.

has ANYBODY considered the concept of prophecy being involved in their relationship? Thorin is literally the destined king of his people, you can’t tell me there’s NO prophecies about him??

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that man is 50 years old, no i DON’T wanna see fan art there he’s a helpless skinny anime twink. PUT HIS CHEST HAIR BACK

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“why did you enroll for a contract law class, cain?”

ITS THE CLOSEST I CAN GET TO DOING THIS

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being alive is crazy because you just keep eternally walking forwards and one day you look down and realise how big your footprints have gotten

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(gritting my teeth, leaning over the sink) “despite all this BULLSHIT i will remain kind”

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i refer to the LGBT community as “my people” like i’m thorin oakenshield talking about the dwarves reclaiming their homeland

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“they have a brotherly relationship” ok so i’ve never looked at my brother and said ‘don’t you recognise your sam?’ but sure

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it’s crazy how when i first got glasses i genuinely couldn’t function if there was a stain on them, one year later and my friend had to POINT OUT the massive oil splotch on my lens because my brain was just blocking it out

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blithering, withering,

writhing, tithing,

aching and groaning

and bitching and moaning

my papers laid bare,

all i have’s a stare,

one million questions,

each another snare.

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and i suppose this could also be about a love letter but it’s mostly about how much i HATE maths

[cervidaaees]

blithering, withering,

writhing, tithing,

aching and groaning

and bitching and moaning

my papers laid bare,

all i have’s a stare,

one million questions,

each another snare.

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they really don’t warn you about how getting healthy is NOT conducive towards being poetic. how am i supposed to write the yearningest poetry when im busy eating all these vegetables