There have been some requests on GatheringFiKi Discord Server to get this year's Kink Bingo Card extra early, to allow more time for er... prep (This post is gonna be full of puns. You have been warned).
The Kink Bingo Event itself will run as planned: 01-31 October 2026.
Don't know what a Kink Bingo is? Here's last year's post.
Kink Bingo Card 2026 under the cut:
The Collection is not yet available - DO NOT POST ANYTHING YET. Because you are getting extra time for prep, we ask that you spread out your (hopefully multiple) responses across the month of October. Please do not blow your entire load at the start of October!
Need a helping hand? Come on Discord - there's a dedicated channel to this event and as many break out rooms for your WIPs as you like ;)
Go back to your books… and your armchair. Plant your trees. Watch them grow. 🍁☕️
(The whirlwind with which these two characters have cemented themselves into my psyche. I adore them so much... l'd like to think this takes place in the depths of Erebor. While they have a still moment together. Soft, shy confessions before the raging storm.) 🥲
I'm sorry, I can't help myself, but I must absolutely recommend to you this brilliant Hobbit fic, which I just bingeread in a very short time (261k words), completely hooked ! The plot is quite different to what I have already read but full of mysteries, exquisite dialogues and beloved dwarves. The OC is NOT a Mary Sue and for once, the main character is ... Erebor.
You're in for a treat, just be careful to subscribe the whole work as this is only Part One, Part Two will be up soon, I hope 🥰.
On AO3, The Road Below The Road by J_UnholyAlliance : https://archiveofourown.org/works/82477506/chapters/217100781
Truthfully, there was more than a dozen jars in the pantry that Fili was discreetly ransacking, so surely, nobody was going to miss one.
He peered around at the neatly arranged rows of various other preserves, jams and pickles and felt a little stab of uncertainty, as his ‘nobody’s counting once you get to that many’ theory wobbled slightly in the face of the perfect organisation.
He spared a quick glance back towards the main, well, hall, of the house, where the rest of their party were just making themselves at home, and grabbed his loot. Swiping a spoon off the cluttered table he passed on his way to find less crowded premises was a doodle.
Fili would die before he admitted it, but he had a terrible sweet tooth.
Besides, he figured he deserved his honey: over the course of the last few days he’d been kidnapped, stripped of his weapons, shot at, threatened to be eaten, subjected to some truly horrendous amateur rap music, shot at, forced to parachute out of a light aircraft, shot at, and parted from most of the new weapons he’d acquired, as he ran for his life, in yet another course of being shot at.
This year I'm cheating, folks! Back in 2021 for the FiKi Week we already had a theme of 'missing scenes' and I did start a light-hearted little story about the boys, set in a modern setting.
For whatever reason, at the time, I wasn't able to do all the full week, and the story remained unfinished. This year I'm returning to it, and I have written some of my missing entries, but I will also be borrowing the parts from 2021 for some of the days. It will be a mix of old and new. I hope we have enough new faces in the fandom that at least for some of you this will be new and exciting either way.
I leave you to imagine your own version of the main plot points that we all know from the films, but set in this universe.
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Fili was on the road.
This in itself wasn’t an issue – Fili loved road trips: the open spaces, the feeling of freedom as the world whizzed past him, the sensually purring machine between his thighs…
He even knew where he was going, which was more than he could say for any number of his previous excursions – he’d been sent a very specific address (half way across the country). But he had no idea why he was going there; in a typical ‘Uncle Thorin’ fashion, the text provided the minimum possible amount of detail: just the location, time and date.
I have written a BagginShield fic 💞 this incredible piece of artwork is by @miacottontale on Insta 🩷 link above
Edited! @misscottontale is on here too!! 💕👋🏼
Summary
As the company leaves the safety of Beorn's home, Bilbo lets slip (in polite conversation) that romantically, he favours males over females - after a stunned silence, the dwarves lay down their arms, and begin a massive and hectic brawl.
Bilbo is pulled gently away to watch but is nervous and confused, he finally finds out that he is essentially the prize of this 'honour fight'.
May the best dwarf win *cough Thorin*
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I NEED!!! A story where Bilbo and Dwalin both go back in time and just try as hard as they can to just not act like best friends. Cause they were really the only ones to stay in touch and become closer after everything (cause they both mourn Thorin still).
Them having inside jokes and handshakes stuff like close friends have sometimes being snarky with one another and just laughing.
Mean while thorin is jealous as hell and broods.
I just need my two boys seeing each other realizing they’ve been sent back and just hugging and laughing in each other’s arms only to ball their eyes out. PLEASE I NEED MY BOYS TO BE TIME TRAVEL BUDDYS!!!!
Maybe a bit of the two trying to help each other get with there “one that got away” Bilbo using the fact nori is a thief and Bilbo a “burglar” to befriend nori. While Dwalin helps Bilbo understand Thorin better as well telling him embarrassed stories they shared together.
Welcome to one of our favourite events! Yes, the FiKi Week is back <3
During this one week of 18-24th of July we encourage you to post all kinds of fannish creations (fic, fanart, edits, photosets, headcanons, music mixes, anything!) inspired by our beloved pairing.
This year, we return to the 'missing moments' idea, meaning that we encourage you to create something based on the scenes that didn't make it into the final cut of the films.
Sat, 18/07: Before the Quest / Travelling to the Shire
Sun, 19/07: Evening at Bag End / Watching the Ponies
Mon, 20/07: At Rivendell / After Stone Giants
Tue, 21/07: After Carrock (Between Films 1 & 2) / Staying with Beorn
Wed, 22/07: Lost in Mirkwood / Staying with Bard
Thu, 23/07: Exploring the Lonely Mountain / Preparing for Battle
Fri, 24/07: After the BOFA / 10 years later
Each day you have a choice of two prompts. Please pick just one prompt per day.
Please tag all your responses with #FiKiWeek2026 and tag us: @gatheringfiki and we will do our best to re-blog all entries and spread the word! You are also most welcome to post your content into the GatheringFiKi Community :)
There aren’t any rules here, guys, except that this is a FiKi only event (no other pairings accepted) - respond to the prompt in whatever way you wish, and have fun!
Please remember that there is an option to join the official GatheringFiKi Discord Server to interact with fandom folks during (and outside of) the events!
Please reblog this post to spread the word! Thank you!
“Mh?” Thorin’s blue gaze flickers to you. “You– you think it looks messy?”
You shake your head. “Oh, no, I didn’t mean that. I suppose… I just think you’d look good.”
And that’s how, unexpectedly, Thorin sits on a chair and lets you do it.
For first, you comb his long, dark, full mane, untangle the knots and smooth them with your hands. You put the comb away, way too aware of the silence that falls between the two of you, and you start separating his hair into strands. They feel extremely soft under your touch.
It’s a calm, domestic moment that brings to you both a rare peaceful and comforting feeling.
“Tell me if I’m pulling too much.”
Thorin lets out a genuinely amused laugh. “Do you believe you could hurt me?”
You raise an eyebrow. “Are you doubting me?”
“Well, yes. If you think your strength is enough to inflict me pain you are out of your– ah!” The dwarf king snaps backwards when you pull one of the locks you had divided.
You giggle. “Oops, I’m sorry, that was unintentional.”
You can’t see him but you know he’s rolling his eyes. “Sure,” Thorin agrees sarcastically, his expression way too serious for the joke you have just pulled.
When you finish braiding, you step back to look at the result. Your eyes widen. His hair look so elegant, elaborately embroided like that. In one big central braid are converging smaller ones, while the remaining loose thick hair fall free, wavy and heavy, under your creation, making the whole outcome extremely appealing to the gaze.
Thorin appears ethereal. Elvish, almost, but you’re careful avoid to say that. “You look gorgeous,” you comment instead. “Royal. It suits you a lot.”
You turn around to face him and notice his embarrassed expression. “Is that it?”
You nod, smiling at the sight of his shy, composed reaction. You didn’t expect anything more from him, but still enjoyed the little playful experience. “I should do it more often.”
This is great !! Just dreaming of being the lucky girl who gets to dive her hands in his gorgeous hair, oiling, untangling, combing, massaging, braiding... and so be the one to give him an intime moment of bliss !!!
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