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[lovelylovelyshark]

Too kind

Creatures x reader

Pairings : creatures (cowboy in this one)/reader

Warnings ⚠️: fighting and slight suggestive

Part 3

"UGH!"

You kick a rock in frustration your shoulders slumping. You squint and raise your hand to block a sun beam that passes through the trees.

You sigh, if you stayed out here any longer you'd fall prey to the creatures.

But Bo was still out here, he could get hurt.

You drag your hand down your face, squinting at Tom as he walked beside you calling out Bo.

Stupid idiot, he's the reason your out here.

You see him sigh and turn to you, the shadows on his face accentuating the look of pure disdain he wore.

"We should go back, he'll be fine, those weird freaks don't hurt live stock anyway."

You roll your eyes scoffing at him, "I'm NOT worried about the creatures, I'm worried about other things, who knows what else is out there!"

Tom groans throwing his arms in the air, "Well you should he worried about those 'creatures' as you like to call them because if we're out here any longer they'll find us and KILL us."

You exhale roughly through your nose, he had a point but God did you hate that he did.

"Fine! You know I don't even know why you followed me, I didn't ask you to trail along.", you stomp past him, throwing him a glare over your shoulder, "you could've left a long time ago instead of staying and complaining."

He crosses his arms as he glares at the back of your head. You roll your eyes, knowing that he is.

Bitch.

You hear him mumble something and stop, whipping around,

"What?!", there's nothing that you hated more than mumbling and back talking, "if you're gonna talk smack, say it to my face!"

You didn't even get to react as Tom lunged at you, putting one hand on your throat and the other on your shoulder using his momentum to push you into a tree. The air is knocked out of you as the harsh bark digs into your back. Your hands instinctively go to his hands as you try to push him back, only to be rewarded with a punch to jaw. The crack of his knuckles on your mouth echoes through your ears as a surprised cry leaves your lips. You look at him with wild eyes as he shoves you against the tree again. He lets go of your shoulder and points his finger in your face,

"Now I've had about enough of your shit attitude. I don't know my way around these forests, so you're gonna shut up and TELL ME THE WAY BACK NOW!", you reel back at his yelling, your cheek throbbing as you feel it start to swell up. You grab your cheek to sooth the ache only to be surprised when something wet coats your palm, his voice is faded, almost like he's speaking to you underwater. Pulling back your hand, you squint your eyes, trying to force them to focus. Once your vision finally clear you whimper at the sight of blood on your fingers.

Mother fucker!

Your lips pull into a snarl as you reach for his face aiming for his eyes. He seems to realize your eye gauging plan and before you know it he throws two consecutive punches at your face once again.

This time the world goes dark for a second as a metallic taste invades your mouth.

Is that blood? God, why does blood have to taste like eating a handful of pennies.

A white hot pain burst in your eye as your head lulls to the side. That's defenitly gonna leave a mark.

"Cmon! Stop this! Just shut up and lead us back home so we don't die out here."

A groan leaves your mouth as you lick your lips feeling blood and drool leak out past your lips and onto your shirt, "fuck....you.", you slur out spitting the mouthfull of blood at his face, it splatters across his already reddening face.

You watched a vein bulge on his forehead as his eyes go red.

"Damn it! Screw you!", he grabs you by your hair, yanking it before throwing you to the floor. Your already pounding head bounces off the leafy floor, making your ears ring loudly. A sob leaves your mouth as you drag your hand across the dirt trying to find leverage of any kind. You see him approach you in the corner of your eye and brace as you see him raise his foot ready to kick you down.

The hit never comes as a loud shriek vibrates through the forest, interrupting him and making him stumble back looking around in fear. Looks like its time.

He gives your beat up body one last look before he curses and bolts away into the dark forest.

You watch him leave, a shadow falling over you as you realize how incredibly fucked you were. Your mind felt foggy and heavy, like your brain was sloshing around in hondy instead of cerebrospinal fluid. Luckily for you, though, you were aware enough to realize that Tom had bolted in the wrong direction.

Idiot. At least you got one last laugh if this was truly how your life was to end.

You put your hand near your face and plant it firmly on the ground. You weren't one to give up that easily, you'd at least try and survive considering you'd lived through almost getting hacked in half.

You groan through clenched teeth as you push yourself up, your head pounding in sync with your fearful heart.

You let yourself rest once you sat up, you wiped at your nose shocked to find more blood.

The fucker gave you a nose bleed!

Before you could grow more frustrated, a noise made you freeze. It soundsd like something was coming towards you, something living. Images of the creatures you'd talked to and what they've done flashes through your mind, pushing you to hurry getting up.

Your legs wobbled like jelly as you finally get up and stumble forward. The noise grew louder and louder as whatever it was pushed through the forest.

A scream leaves your throat as it burst through the bushes next to you-

It was Bo!

"Bo!"

You breath a sigh of relief putting a hand over your racing heart as he bounds your way. He seemed happy to see you as he came up to you a loud bleep leaving his mouth.

"Shhhh", you put your hand over his snout, your thumb hooking his jaw shut as you pet him. You were beyond very happy to see him but his bleeting was very loud and your chances of survival were already low enough.

Petting his head you lean your weight on him feeling some of the pressure come off your brain as you do. The punches you took to the head really knocked your brain around and messed up your balance, you couldn't seem to stand on your own for more than 30 seconds.

You took a breather against his wool letting yourself relax before you'd start walking to find a hiding spot to hopefully survive the night.

Your relief was short-lived, sadly.

This place really didn't like throwing you a bone.

"Good evening sweatheart~"

You gasp swiveling your head towards the source of the voice.

"Such a loyal sheep ya have, bringing ya help."

The cowboy stood not even 5 feet from you a smirk on his lips. You hadnt even heard his foot steps.

He looked down at you, the soft illumination of the moon framing him in a way that he looked like an angel. He was anything but.

Bo, seeming to be acquainted with the cowboy, starts to make his way towards the him, at the same time dragging you towards him almost as if he thought the cowboy could truly help. Honorable move on his part, but he was just a sheep so he didn't know the dangers of these things, he didn't know what truly hid under all that smooth human skin.

"No- no Bo stop!", pulling on his wool you plant your heeels trying to stop him. The cowboy watches you get dragged closer. Your eyes widened in fear as you got closer to him. Before Bo could properly bring you closer, you threw yourself to the ground. Rocks dig into your hand and knees as you land.

You were so close to him now that you could touch his boots if you reached out. You look up fear evident in your eyes as his shadow traps you. His hands are on his belt and his shoulder have no tension in them. He's the spitting image of a charming cowboy from the movies. Except cowboys are usually saviors in movies and he is anything but.

Your vision blurs as fresh tears sting the back of your eyes. Blinking them away you quickly fall back onto your butt, turning to try and crawl away on your hands and knees. You didn't wanna die like this, not by his hands. The betrayel- no matter how much you knew it would've happened - would sting too much.

You didn't make it far as a harsh pang stricks you through the brain, as if someone had rang a gong right next to your head, then struck you with the mallet afterwards. You grab your head a loud cry leaving you as you let your self fall down onto your stomach. God you felt like this headache was gonna split your head open.

Bo, seemingly worried, leaves the cowboys side to instead be by yours. You ignore the feeling of Bo pushing his snout against you as you try to will this horrible headache away.

The pain had almost made you forgot about the danger that had been right in front of you moments ago until you felt a hand rake through your hair.

" You poor thing.", he cooes softly.

An image of hair and scalp ripping from skull flashed through your mind, "NO!", you try and pull away but his hand quickly wraps around the back of your head before you can and holds you there, turning you to face him. His blue eyes looked down on you a small glint in them that you could only read as pure bloodlust and glee.

Oh god he was gonna torture you like he's done to every other one of his victims.No matter how long you'd talked with him and shared pieces of your life with him, you weren't special.

"pls don't torture me.", a pathetic sob leaves your bloody mouth as tears and snot fall down your face. He shushes you as he pets your head, "just make it quick please. I beg of you"

He chuckles at your cries, " Don't go begging now sweetheart I haven't even done anything."

"Please", you reach out and grab the sleeve of his dusty blue shirt gripping it like it was a life line, and maybe it was.

He tuts at you pleads and softly cups your cheek with the hand that had been petting you.

He's so much warmer than you'd have thought, like a real human. You lean into his hand, accepting the bit of comfort you felt from it, no matter how fake it was.

"I wish you'd stop crying sweetheart,it's a waste of those precious tears."

You shut your eyes tight at the meaning behind his words and bury your face in his rough hand.

You dont see it but his smile softens as his finger wipes the tears from one of your eyes, "Your little hearts beating so fast im almost afraid it'll burst.", his fake humor makes you nauseous. All you can think about is the pain you'll feel soon, the skinning, the breaking of bones and worse, the disembowling.

You keep your eyes closed waiting for your death to come, you feel Bo lay down beside you and rest his head against your hip. He doesn't seem to understand why your scared amd even he was one of the reasons your life was about to end earlier than it should've you still appreciate that he's here.

As you feel his hands leave your person you prepare yourself to feel horrid pain only to feel his arms go under your legs and back before lifting you up. You gasp and instinctively grab onto him as he settles you against his body; bridal style. Your mind goes blank as you try and understand what he's doing.

Why isn't he killing you?

You stare up at him in wonder and he glances down at you his usual smirk plastered on his face, acting as if he wasn't doing the most unusual thing ever. He began walking in a direction you didn't care to recognize, all you cared about was why he hadnt taken the chance to kill you yet.

"Mind telling me why you're all beat up in the woods. Usually by now I'd be enjoyin' a movie with ya settled down all pretty on your couch.", you shiver at his tone, blushing at his words and the feeling of his thumb rubbing your thigh soothingly.

"I-", your throat squeezed, you wanted to speak to him casually, as if you guys were just normal friends. But you couldn't find, you knew he could kill you- would kill you, "why aren't you hurting me?"

He chuckled, " sweetheart if you want me to hurt ya I'll happily do it.", his smirk turned sharper at the end.

You shrink away at his words, your heart picking up again, " No-i just-", you cut off as he chuckles and finally looks away. You feel the weight of his gaze finally lift off of you and you let an involuntary sigh leave you.

"Was it him?"

"Huh?"

"Tom."

Oh. Right.

He really seems to want to know how you got this beat up. Why?

Should you really rat out Tom, he already had a target on his back. At least that's what you concluded after hearing from the other creatures how they were all trying to get to him.

You look forward at the passing trees, you notice that Bo is walking beside you both. You reach out to him and pet his head causing him to look at up at you with what you'd like to think was love.

You smile at him before remembering how Tom had treated him

You huff, "Yes, he did it. He got mad after I gave him attitude.", you lean your head against his shoulder. You might as well act like he's your friend and enjoy a bit of company before he ultimately kills you, "he punched me three times." You swipe your tongue over your teeth, tasting the blood left on them.

His head tilts to the side and you see his eyes almost glaze over, it was as if his mind went going somewhere else in that moment. You watch, intrigued by the behavior, but regret it as he seems to come back and immediately notices your stare. You shrink back but cant seem to actually look away. You both stare at each other before you inevitably look away feeling uncomfortable. Seems you'd lost this stare contest.

Looking forward you ignore his snicker and focus instead on the change of scenery.

It seems he had carried you far enough from the woods that now you were both skirting the edge of the forest near the town.

Was he planning on bringing you to the town to kill you so that when people wake up they'd see your shredded corpse when they all woke up and left there homes to go to the diner?

How cruel...

You sigh, feeling yourself wither as you turn to look at the sky. One thing you're grateful for is that none of the natural stuff was changed. Stars included. Just above the both you was delphinus, the dolphin constellation.

You pointed up at it, "you see those stars?", he stops looking up at the sky where your finger pointed at 5 stars, "the 5 stars right there, they form a sort of diamond with a stray one beside it. See it?", you see him nod at your words, "that's delphinus, the dolphin constellation, short story out of many is that a man summoned a dolphin, using music, to save him from people attacking him at sea.", you sigh wistfully, dreaming of when you would lay outside in the grass at night and look at the stars with your best friend, "that's the one good thing about this place, the natural aspect didn't change."

You look away from the stars and find him looking at you with a quirked eyebrow, "you wound me sweetheart, the one good thing?" He leans in, "I thought what we had going on was pretty good."

You scoffed, " yeah I woudlve said so too but here I am-", you wave your hand between your two bodies, "about to be killed by you.", your sudden find of your voice shocked you. Maybe you finally truly accepted you're going to die and just don't care anymore. At least that's what your telling yourself. Ignoring the fact that your voice wavered the whole time.

He stops and you fear that youve reminded him to kill you or something but yelp when the arm under your legs is quickly pulled away, sending your butt tpwards the floor. Luckily he keeps your back steady, which allows you to land on your wobbly legs. Gripping his shoulder and the hand he had on your waist you try to regain your balance. Your head still hurt like hell, but your balance seemed to have come back slightly.

Before you could scowl at him for doing you like that, the back of your head was grabbed.

Here it comes was your first thought as his hand gripped your hair, he's finally gonna start killing you. Well it was fun while it lasted, you actually being able to feel, touch and talk to him without a window between you was quite relieving.

But it never came, sure his grip was strong on your hair and it pulled a couple stray strands too hard but other than that there was no harsh pull that planned to rip skin off.

His grin was pulled into a slight snarl, his hat hiding everything behind him making you focus on him and only him,

"Sweetheart. For someone so smart you sure are dumb.", you gave him a look ready to fire back but abruptly stopped as he gave your hair a sharp tug. A barely held back whimper falls past your lips, " if I wanted to kill you-", now he close, so close his nose almost touched yours and his hat brushes the top of your head, " I woulda done it a long time. Believe me, we are not known for mercy."

"I- why- I don't understand."

He looks down at your lips, blood covered them aswell as your chin and neck. You hadnt noticed it but your nose had bled aswell so there was no skin on your chin or neck that wasn't covered in blood and it had only stopped recently so most of it was still wet.

His eyes fleeted back to yours as you stared at him questionably- why was he staring at-

"Hey!"

You pushed against him as he pulled your head back and dipped his down to your exposed neck. You moaned in surprise as you felt him lick a strip up your neck, his tongue felt unnaturally long as it followed the pulse of your artery. A shiver ran through your body that shot right down into your crotch like electricity. Your hands flew to his shoulders, gripping them hard as you tried to push him away.

This was wrong. It was unnatural.

"What are you doing??", you stared at him under his hat as he came to lick the edge of your chin, lapping up your blood. His teeth grazed against the skin as he leered at you.

"Making you understand.", he suddenly leaned back and looked at you as he licked his teeth. It allowed you to admire him in all his horrifying glory. You try and rub your thighs to create some much needed relief and by the looks of it he seems to notice. His nostrils flare and your body heats up in mortification. He could smell you.

Oh god...

He leaned in again but this time he aimed for your lips. You realized and quickly grabbed his face, you squished his cheeks together and put your thumbs over his lips. He stopped, squinting at your bold action, not even two second ago you were quivering under his stare and now you were holding his face in your hands pressing your nimble fingers over his lips as if they weren't hiding a very dangerous weapon behind them. You knew he only stopped of his own accord and not because you were actually able to physically hold him back.

"I have a headache."

Wow.

That was great.

You cringed at your owns words, that was a horrible excuse and he knew it as well as he gave you a look that said 'are you dumb'. You whined dragging your thumbs off his lips letting your hands properly rest on his cheeks the tips of your fingers brushing softly against the softly coiled ends of his hair.

"Ok- you said you wouldn't kill me so are you like bringing me home. Cause my brain IS really hurting me. I wanna sleep"

His grip on your hair loosened allowing you to shake your hair out and tilt your head giving him a puppy dog look. Who knows maybe it would work.

He grins at you, giving you a weak glare as he takes your hands off his face. He lets your hands fall back to your side as his go back to rest against his belt,

"Let's go then."

This new development was quite shocking for you. You'd have never thought that these creatures would ever show any sort of mercy or affection you guess you could say.

He did bring you home like you'd asked which surprised you, although you did detour to bring Bo to the barn.

You were truly expecting him to bring you to town and just tear you to pieces for the others to find in the morning. You kind of felt bad but once you guys got close enough to your house you ran to your door slamming it open and quickly running in to be behind the protection of the talismen. Even with the passionate display he did to prove he didn't want to hurt you, you were still slightly skeptical and didn't want to take the chance of him killing you as you got to your door. You never knew with these creatures.

He had come to your window to say a couple last words. He seemed to be ignoring that you had run away from him last minute seeming almost happy you had. Before he left you to go to bed he told you that a surprise would be waiting for you in the morning but he wouldn't tell you no matter how much you pushed.

Very ominous, you didn't like it.

Now as you rested in your bed with your cats around you, happy you were back, you let yourself think on what had just gone down. What could possibly be so special about you that one of the most dangerous things in this town that kills everyone on sight just decided not to kill you? You just couldn't understand....

You sighed, you'd think on it more tomorrow. Right now, you just wanted to sleep this horrible head ache away. Your whole face pulsed in pain. You had gotten the chance to finally look at yourself and wow. You looked horrible; a black eye was forming, you had a bruise on your nose and cheek and had at least a gallon blood on your face and neck minus the strip of blood the cowboy had licked.

You'd have to go see Kristi tomorrow, that was gonna be fun to explain.

Now that you thought about it.

What happened to Tom?

Guess you'll find out in the morning.

AN: I'm hoping yall like this, i kinda rushed cause im kinda tired of this story and i didnt do much mistake reveiw. I honestly might end this story and move on to just doing fun like one-shots about some of the creatures and like this is my first time writing sorta suggestive stuff so idk if it sounds good and I if I'm properly characterizing these creatures through out this story. Tell me what yall think!

[lovelylovelyshark]

Too kind

Creatures x reader

Warning ⚠️: honestly none other than slight suggestiveness

Pairing: Creatures/ not all are sexual tho

AN: I decided that I'd change it to all the Creatures instead of just cowboy but if yall want one of just the cowboy I can also totally do that. Also I'm keeping the same pics for the thing above. I MIGHT change it but ehhh.

Part 2

"Your new."

It had been a week now since you'd gotten home. You were walking around your house with Mononoke in your arms when you turned to look out your window, only to be surprised by the face of a creature you'd only seen once or twice. He stared at you with gleeful eyes, a large smile stretched across his face. Same as the other, you could see the malice hidden underneath it. Even with how nicely he was dressed with a cute blouse and sweater over it you could feel through the glass how dangerous he was, same as with all of them. Plus he was a ginger. All ginger are evil.

"Hello.", you approached the window he was at, it was the one on the wall next to where your cowboy usually shows up.

"Hi," he responds, his soft voice a complete contrast to his true character, thats how they get you, you guessed, "How's your wounds treating you?"

You sat down on the sill of the window, your eyebrow raised, "how'd you know about that, we've never talked?", you pet Mononoke as he sniffs the window. The Smiley creature watches your cat with what you can only call curiosity. Interesting.

You scratched under Mononoke's chin, placing a kiss on the top of his head. As you do, the creature snaps his gaze up into yours, your heart skipping a beat as you felt the pierce of his inhumane gaze.

"We know everything.", he said eerily leaning close to the window. He was close enough to fog the glass with his breath, but nothing of the sort happened.

You pushed your fear down, goosebumps appearing on your arms despite the hot weather. He seemed to notice as a gleam appeared in his eyes. You lick your dry lips, ignoring the churning in your stomach, putting on brave face as you look at him suspiciously, "Uh huh. Then what's my name."

He spoke your name so quickly it shocked you for a moment, eyes widening. He chuckles, " Your reactions are so fun."

"Ah... thank you.", the feeling of awkwardness appeared as you grab a strand of hair a sworled it on your finger, you'd never really talked to this specific creature, "so why are you here all of a sudden? Usually my cowboys here."

"He's busy."

"Busy?? Doing what? Its not like you guys have anything to do here. Except kill and torture people."

He squints at your words his smile now having a slightly bratty and mischievous gling, "wouldn't you like to know."

Child.

You turn your head and look at him in the corner of your eye furrowing your brows, " I would but uh-," you clicked your tongue and gave him a once over, noting his ever widening smile. God they're cheeks have to hurt at one point, "-doesn't seem like you'll tell me."

His lips closed, no longer flashing his teeth - those horrible human teeth that have probably ripped so much flesh from bone- and tilted his head a hum coming from his throat as he thought.

"No."

You scoffed, laughing at him, his brightly fake grin came back at the sound if your laughter, "of course... you creatures are so mysterious! I can never get much info on you guys from the cowboy."

You see a slight twitch in his features,"He's hinted quite alot. You just seem too stupid to understand."

"Stupid!?", you whipped your head at him, "I'm a vet tech ill have you know."

"Then your book smart not street smart.", was his quick rebutle.

You paused, realizing somethinv. You'd only ever said that to the cowboy before, how did he know that?

"How do you know that? Did the cowboy tell you?"

His smile now truly met his eyes, amusment clear as he watched your face go through many emotions. He could almost see the cogs turning before you something seemed to click and you snapped your fingers.

"So I was right! You guys are some sort of hive mind. Like a fungi with all its mycelium and different fruiting bodies. I've noticed the looks you give each other and how you move in sync without even talking to each other", you wag your finger at him as if you'd just figured out the biggest mystery.

He seemed interested by your words but he didn't seem to understand what they meant.

You noticed, "what? Not book smart enough for these words. Stupiddd", you watched his face drop for a moment as you threw his words-yours to begin with- back into his face.

"One of those has more use here than the other."

Now your face dropped at his words, you understood he was insinuating your book smartness was useless here. This back and forth of calling eachother stupid was in a way quite childish. You realized just like all other creatures he seemed to love bringing his prey to the brink of annoyance where they would then irrationally try and attack him, inevitably throwing themselves into his claws.

Yeah you weren't falling for that.

You tsk at him, "Anyways. Mushrooms, which you see out of ground, are just fruiting bodies. The true 'body' of the mushroom is the mycelium or hyphae, which span for like miles across the forest.", you emphasized the miles spreading your arms out. Mononoke who had gotten bored, jumped off you and left the living room to the kitchen, leaving you both alone considering Totoro was lazing around upstairs. His presence almost felt heavier in that moment.

He blinked slowly at you, "How would that be similar to a hive mind? Stupid"

"because-", you gave him a side eye, which simingly amused him, "-becauseee, basically the mycelium stretches for miles and a mushroom that could be growing out of the ground near one tree can come from the same 'roots' as another mushroom miles away at a another tree, so if you touch that mushroom technically your also touching the other mushroom miles away cause uts all connected. Soooo hive mind, sorta"

"Youre funny.", he off handedly commented, not caring anymore for what you had to say on mushrooms.

Again you gave him a look, "idk if I should take that as an insult.", he just shrugged at you, "so am I right about the fungi thing."

He shrugs again, an infuriating look on his face.

"Are you just gonna be vague and shrug orrrr?"

He shrugs. Again.

Ugh.

You just sigh and roll your eyes as you fan yourself with your hand.

These days the weather outside is boiling and these houses have no AC, so you spend your days sleeping, sweating and eating. And painfully going to the bathroom, cause your gut was still kinda messed up.

God, you wished you could just plunge into the river close by and cool down, but unfortunately, a nightly swim isn't the greatest idea.

"Are you gonna strip now."

You choke on your spit as you gasp at his words. Tears briming your eyes as turn into a coughing fit, "what-", you try and get your words out, but your throat burns as you cough some more, "what is wrong with you!?", you finally get out, eyes as wide as saucers as you stare at him, "where the fuck did that come from!?", you breath through your nose as you calm the coughing fit.

His shoulders bounce as he snickers at your reaction, " Well you seem hot and you don't seem to mind stripping around others, flaunting yourself around like nothing."

Others??

Oh god.

He meant the cowboy.

You feel yourself flush all the way from your toes to the top of your head, a heat forming in your cheeks and head that slowly lowered your groin, you thighs unconsciously rubbing together as you tried to will the feeling away.

"I- wait I didnt-", you stammered as you stood up off the sill backing up before pacing in your living room as you raked your hand through your hair, stressing on the strands at the bass of your neck.

This whole time?! You didn't think anything came from it. They were creatures-monsters even- that only craved violence and you were a human, the thing they hunted.

You looked back at him, your face flush. You noticed that his expression had been neutrally predatory up until you turned and his smile came back, the predatory glare not leaving his eyes. You noticed from his stare that what you had thought was innocent was in fact not.

Oh god, how many times had you walked around in your undergarments. Too many times to count.

You had to get away from his gaze. While you were used to the cowboy heavy stare, this one's stare felt almost electric and more violent. Not to mention you felt increasingly embarrassed the longer he stared at you.

Going over to him, he stares into your soul, seeming to be able to strip you bare from just looking at you. He just wanted to tear you apart is what you told yourself. Thats all it was.

Right?

What else had the cowboy shown. He seemed excited by your horrified expression almost like he had so much more to use againts you.

Grabbing your curtains as you glared up at the smiling creature. There was no heat in your glare, all of it instead seemingly taking place in your face and lower down.

This shouldn't be affecting you this way, you couldn't feel like this towards these creatures.

You huffed one last time and roughly closed the curtains, "I am done with this conversation! Goodbye"

You heard his snickering from behind the curtain as you made your way to your tiny TV and cd stack to grab them and go upstairs. You knew that he could follow you to the second floor but at least the window was fare enough where if you played a movie you could block him out. Maybe Dirty Dancing would make you feel better.

Grabbing all that you needed, you made your way as quickly up the stairs as you could without too much pain keeping the heavy things in your good arm. The feeling of his sharp stare didn't leave you the whole way even when you made your way into your room, seeing as he was already waiting for you at the window. Scoffing, you threw the stuff onto your bed and quickly went to close the curtain. He didn't say anything as this all happened, keeping that creepy grin plastered on his face.

You ended up being able to ignore him for awhile but his incessant knocking started to get the best of you and when you finally open the curtains to scold him and tell him to quit it he looked at you all innocently, even if he was anything but, before asking you to play some of your weird human games with him.

He had probably heard about them from the cowboy.

That's how most of the next 2 months went, many new and different creatures came up to your window talking to you and entertaining themselves with conversations, games, books or movies with you. You had met a nurse, milkman, cleaning lady, handbag lady, jasmine - who you were quite shocked had a name-, this tiny blonde girl who reminded you of a weird pixie almost, a mechanic and some others. And of course that wicked ginger one who seemed to love to ragebait you. All tried to get you to open the door, there was a never a chance they didn't take to slip the comment in there.

You barely got to see the cowboy, which did made you kinda sad - no matter how much you hit yourself for ever thinking anything fondly over these creatures.

You talked about your life to all of them even if you suspected that they all knew. Even spilling the beans on what you had been suppose to do with your future before you had ended up here. Those seemed to intrigue them the most.

Your injuries had healed very nicely over the span of those 2 months, you were practically completely healed only thick puffy scars were left as a reminder of how you survived and all the pain youd had gone through. You could finally use your core again without the fear of a hematoma and you could finally get back to work in helping with the farm. You took care of all the goats, chicken and the cow aswell as the sheep you had found at one point.

That's where you were on your way now. You'd missed your animals, they were the your babies. Even if some got butchered for meat you still named all of them and greived all of them equally, the only ones that didn't get butchered was the cow and your beloved sheep, he was a regular Merino sheep but he was quite tough.

You had named him Bo and he had quite a strong attitude. He always spent his time hitting you in the legs to get you to pet him. He was used primarily for his wool. He made wicked good mittens for colder days.

Upon arriving to your barn you practically felt the relief of seeing all your farm animals relaxing in the sun. Oblivious to the dangers that lived in the world around them.

You'd work to keep it that way. It was the only amount of pure peace you could have; keeping them loved, fed and happy.

"My babies~", you sang loudly in a pitchy voice as you approached. Many heads looked up spotting you making there way towards them and it took seconds before a cacophony of animal noise started filling in the quite air.

You giggled as you got the gate and pushed the lock up, quickly entering and closing it again so that none of them could escape.

"Woah!", you yelped as Bo came over hitting you in the leg and making you fall over. Your butt hit the floor hard as chickens and goats alike all came bounding over to you. The most largest of all came bounding over like some over grown dog. Ruth, the cow came close to you pushing her big wet nose against your face. You laughed, a true, joyous laugh as Bo mehhed loudly into your hair as he licked you.

Oh how you truly missed your little babies. The only pure thing in this place.

The moment, sadly, was broken when as you went to press your hands on Bo's cheek his horn was roughly grabbed by someone and pulled to the side away from you. In the same moment a thin stick void of any branches came down and hit Ruth on the head, a loud slap noise being created as she mooed sadly and backed away from you.

You gasped your hand flying to your mouth, who would dare hit you babies. You turned to the perpetrator, blood drained from your face.

It was him.

It was the man who did this to you.

You didn't have time to do anything before a rough hand grabbed your arm. Coincidentally, it was the arm that he had hacked through with a machete. You yelped as you were pulled to your feet, coming face to face with the man-Tom you think his name was.

He looked at you sheepishly, " Sorry about that I don't know what's wrong with them usually they're not that wild around new people."

You gaped at him, he didn't seem to have any guilt in his eyes when seeing you, after having put you through hell for so many months.

His eyebrow raises at your face as he lets go of your arm instead put it in front of you hoping to shake your hand, " Are you new here? haven't seen you here before, although there are alot of faces here so I can't expect to memorize them all.", he gave you a smile and waited for you to take his hand.

You couldn't do it. All you could focus on was the stick he used at a whip clenched in his finger. The same grip that held the machete that nearly ended your life. How could he act like he hadn't done anything.

A cold sweat dripped down your back as you felt your stomach drop, same as when it had truly dropped out of you, the memory bring up bile in your throat. Your throat felt dry as you swallowed it down.

Working up the courage you pushed through your fear, stomping it to the floor until it was gone, metaphorically of course.

Pushing your scared stiff limbs you snatched the wip out of his hand. He flinched at your harsh manners and exclaimed as he watched you throw it into the long grass outside of the pen.

The long grass swallowed the offending item, ridding this world of its abusive use and allowing it to be re purposed into food or material for bird nests.

Turning back to Tom, you jabbed your finger in his direction, ignoring the tremor that wracked your whole body you stood your ground giving him a withering glare that could crack stone and make it cry if it had the ability to,

"What do you think you're doing! Why are you hitting my animals?! They were just happy to see me. What gives you the right to hit them with a stick, gentle wacks are good enough.", your voice raised in volume a slight shake to it.

His polite demeanor immediately cleared from his face as his nostrils flared and his fist clenched, "who do you think you are? I was assigned to care for these animals and ill do what i think is right for them!"

"Yeah you were assigned here after you nearly killed the past care taker. Me!", you heavily motioned to yourself jabbing your hands into your chest. You felt great pleasure as you watched his face fall, recognition flashing through his eyes. You laughed crazely, "yeahhh now you recognize me huh, you fucking toglodyte.", you had absolutly no kindness or sympathy left for this guy considering he hadnt even come to apologize while you healed, no sorry for nearly killing or sorry for cutting into you like some cooked steak.

"I-i hadnt recognized you. I thought you were still in the med center."

Is he stupid!

"Its been almost 4 months dick head!"

"Can you stop yelling at me like its my fault. You were the one who approached me you should've stayed away."

You guffawed at him, the animals around you flocked away from you to, scared of your loud voices, "my fault?! who the fuck machetes a random stranger."

You two went back and forth for awhile arguing like there was no tomorrow.

But there was indeed a tomorrow considering the sun had started to get lower and lower the more you guys argued.

He was at the point of arguing over the authority of your animals saying how he had a grandfather who was a farmer and how he knew more than you, when you finally noticed that you should probablt start getting home soon if you didnt want to be at the mercy of the creatures.

You waved your hand in his face making a motion as if zipping his lips which cut him off, " I don't care what you have to say I'm gonna tell this to Boud tomorrow and you will be given a new post while I take mine back.", you got close to him almost knocking your chest against his, he was slightly shorter than you which worked in your favor and you jabbed your finger into his chest, "you have no right to hit my cow-", you pointed at Ruth, then towards the chickens and goats, "my chickens and goats and you especially have no right to pull on my B-"

Your voice stuck in your throat as you pointed to where you had thought Bo was only for there to be empty space, "wha-"

Tom seemed to notice he was gone as well and looked around the small pen, there were no signs of Bo anywhere in the pen as you did a full 360.

You paused at the open gate you mouth open in shock before your teeth clenched makinga borrible grinding noise.

That idiot he forgot to close the gate so that no animals could escape!

...

...

"Oh god...Bo left the pen."

AN: also I did this quite quickly so some things in the writing might change in the future but if ever your confused go over the past chapters and you'll probably find it

[lovelylovelyshark]

Too kind

Cowboy creature/ all creatures x reader

Summary: Being in fromville is not for the weak, monsters at night that wanna kill you and torture you and then humans in the day, humans aren't so bad but sometimes things can happen. A newcomer comes around, he seems agitated. You decide to help him but something goes wrong, very wrong.

AN: this is my first one shot on the series From. I've only watched the first episodes but this takes place before the show starts and so if some plot points are weird it's because I haven't gone far in the series. Be nice pls 🙏

Warning ⚠️: Semi disembowlment and the usual violence that comes with the creatures

Part 2 is on my page I just don't know how to link it onto the words part 2 for you guys so I apologize.

Part 1

When going on a cross-country trip with your 2 beloved cats to your new job you hadnt expected to get stuck on the way.

And not stuck like, popped tire or out of gas - but STUCK, like you couldnt leave for the rest of your life stuck. You found yourself in this hell hole of a town where monsters rule the night and torture and kill whoever is outside.

To say you were displeased was an understatement but you were mostly scared, scared for your life and your cats life. But luckily for you apparently a tiny rock was able to repel them from entering any building that had I hocked on a nail at their door.

Which is how you know found yourself in a tiny home with all your belongings and your cats in the town of absolute horrors. It wasn't all that bad, the people were quite nice, they understood the fear of being a newcomer.

Your first encounter with the creatures of this town wasn't too bad. At least there was a class between your face and theirs when it happened, so you weren't turned into emptied out meat cabob. You'd unfortunately seen the aftermath of what happens if you find yourself in the hands of these creatures at night.

You had been told to keep the curtains closed to not let them persuade you into letting them in. Nothing was gonna convince you to let them in though, as long as your cats, Mononoke and Totoro (yes ghibli studio names, ik mononoke is for vengeful spirit but whatev) were in your house you wouldn't let any of them step foot in here.

But you were curious about them, like any normal human being in the face of something dangerous while protected you wanted to understand these creatures. It was in your nature to like dangerous things; sharks, crocodiles, snakes, anything with a gnarly set of teeth that could rip you open. Difference is those animals aren't out for blood, these creatures are.

When you saw the cowboy he had been leaned against the sill of the window a smile on his face that said anything but kindness. It had been a window in your new living room. You had been in the middle of organizing your cds when you heard the rythmatic tapping of a finger on your window and the soft call of your name. Mononoke, the ever curious creature, had gotten up at the noise and jumped into the windowsill and stared at the new face.

"Good evening, fun to finally see a new face."

You hummed when you saw him, he looked so strangely human. Grabbing a chair, you had sat right by the window, a hand going to pet Mononoke as he stared at the cowboy. You gave him a once over, he was quite handsome. And he was a cowboy, yummy.

"Its rude to stare ya know."

"I was told not to talk to you but I wasn't told you creatures would be this handsome.", you watched his smile widen at your compliment. And eerie smile that made you feel like prey.

"I'm so much more than a pretty face sweetheart. Let me in and I'll show you."

You raised an eyebrow at his words, "Bold and straight to the point I see. No"

It was quite a fun interaction to say the least, you had fun imagining that he also had fun but you knew it didn't really care for the talk you had, only really wanting to get you to let him in.

You met some other ones but he came to your living room window the most until at one point he was the only one, you wondered why all the time, had he claimed you as his in some way. His prey that he would patiently wait for to lose its guard and let him strike and tear apart.

Whatever it was, you didn't really mind. You entertained yourself with conversation with him, which he always dropped comments about you letting him in. You definitely had to admit though that he was quite the charmer and with his handsome face you werent surprised, like you've told him, that he's seduced people into coming out.

You also spent alot of time reading or watching movies with him on your tiny cd travel tv you had from the 2000. They had all been packed into your car when you had arrived here since initially you had been going cross country to go to a new job that was so in the middle of no where that you wouldn't have cell service so your cds and books had been the only solution. Many of the residents here had told you how lucky you were in this unlucky situation.

You noticed the cowboy seemed to enjoy the horror books and movies you had, but you also noticed he liked the more cowboy mid-west movies you had, like spirit the stallion or the Magnificent 7.

Of course.

You never really thought anything came out of these interaction other than an increasing want to kill you more. But what you didnt know was that he didn't want to come in only to kill you anymore - no, not anymore.

Now he wanted to come in so that he could ravage you, take every piece of you until there was nothing left and make you take all that he had to give you. He wanted to have you, all of you to himself, then he'd finish it. Maybe he'd make it quick.

But you didn't know this. You really thought that dark look he got in his eyes when you walked around in your undies around him was just because of the increased bloodlust and want to tear into the soft exposed skin. You really didn't think it would bother him that much, considering nothing but killing you was on his mind, not how nice your ass looked.

Your cats seemed to like him well enough though. You had set up your tiny couch next to the window he frequented as well as put a chair outside for him to sit so that when you watched movies or read you could be comfy. When these hangouts acurred both your cats would sit on or around you observing the cowboy compelty unaware of the dangers beyond the window. You'd sometimes catch him playing with Mononoke, dragging his finger on the class to make him chase it or just watching Totoro breath as he laid on his back belly exposed.

Youve laughed, cried and ranted with him, well at him. He doesn't really cry, sometimes he laughs but not the loud bellowing laugh you let out. Everything was fine, no matter how fucked up life was here, everything was fine.

Until a new person arrived. He had arrived early in the morning, luckily for him, so he had all the time in the world to be scared, not believe and then finally accept it.

But of course he didn't believe in the end, like most, but his reaction was more violent than others.

You had been a part of the small group he had encountered when crawling out of the woods after his car had had its tires popped, it had taken longer than most so the sun was starting to get low.

You had told the others of your group to go fetch Boyd, Kenny and Kristi when you had noticed him, he looked like he had been bleeding from his head so you sought to help him before the others were to arrive and before the sun goes down.

You had carefully approached him unaware of the machete he had clutched tightly in his hand until, once you got, he waved it wildly and slammed it down on your arm. It cut through like butter hitting your humerus with the most disgusting noise, it almost sounded akin to someone hitting a piece of wood with an axe.

You had felt pain shoot through your arm like electricity, a loud scream leaving your throat as it did. The feeling of your arm going limp as he pulled it out overwhelming you. Muscle hung loose with skin as your hand shot out to clutch the wound. Your finger sunk into the thick gash touching the bone that normally would be hidden under fat and thick muscle, your arm feeling like it was barely hanging on. Blood flowed out like a beer from a barrel, no control, and with no sign of stopping until it was completely empty.

Your barely had any time to react before he slammed the machete into you once again, this time into the side of your abdomen. White hot pain flashed in the back of your eyes blinding you as you felt your knees grow weak. You felt something warm and fleshy leave your abdomen as you fell face first into the warm soil underneath you. Your eyes rolled as you felt more of your life essence leave your body. You had nothing on your mind but pain as everything became foggy.

You barely remembered anything that day except pain and an almost heavenly feeling of floating after some time, as if your soul was finally free from your trapped body.

You remembered being brought to the medic building shortly after Kristi got you as stable as she could and the horrible, horrible feeling of her pushing, what you learned later, your intestine back into your abdominal cavity. Apparently it had come out slightly from the wound, about 2 inches. You were quite lucky considering how much could've come out but the machete hadn't gone deep enough fortunately . The worst you'd have to say was the stitching if your arm and stomach, there was only so much alcohol could do for your pain.

The days that came after were even more torturous. A spiking fever, pain in every movement, restless nights and days even though you'd sleep through most of them. Luckily for you, infection, wasn't your biggest issue considering when you had arrived here, you also had antibiotics for the animal patients you were to take care of at the new job you had been driving to.

The stitches in your skin pulled in every movement. Coughing hurt, laughing hurt, EVERYTHING HURT.

You loathed the feeling of being weak, it made you cry in frustration many and scream out to whoever could hear so they could know your wrath.

It was only after a week or so that you could finally start to move that your seething died down.

You could finally eat on your own, not broths but actual food, like eggs and stuff. Boy, to say you were happy that day you finally ate actual solid food was an understatement.

You started crying the second it got down and you could actually hold it down, not puking it out seconds later due to a paralyzed gut from the trauma. And you could finally fart.

The only reason you're alive is because of Kristi and your antibiotics. After being able too eat solid food and walk to the bathroom Kristi let you go back home which took about 2 weeks after you were able to eat so in total you had been at the med center for almost 2 months.

Being home was amazing, you'd missed your cats, your movies, your books and even your little friend the cowboy. You'd wondered if he was worried about you.

Probably not you had told yourself once you installed yourself on your couch, everything you needed was close by since for a good while you'd be staying downstairs because no way you'd be able to go up and down the stairs.

You waited that night, a movie playing on you tiny TV; twilight. You had gotten to the part where they were playing baseball, supermassive black hole playing loudly as you watched, before you heard patient foot steps on the porch that went nearly all around your house. You listened as they stopped at your window, already knowing who it was. Seconds later light knocks sounded on your window. You turned to the window, you could see his silhouette through the curtains.

You had closed them once you'd settle down, you don't why. Why should you care if he sees you in your horrible half sunken state, sickly skin and baggy, blood shot eyes? You shouldn't care.

"You've been gone long, sweetheart.", he states, you can't see his face so it's hard to gauge what he's truly feeling, not like you ever truly knew, true two faced things these creatures were,

"feelin real abandoned here."

You smile, your hand resting on Totoro as he rest in your chest purring.

"Sorry cowboy, something happened."

He was silent, before he finally answered, "I know, I've been trying to get to him. Hes been cooped up real tight"

You huff, "good luck.", the guy was saved last minute that day but he was kept locked in the sheriff's department for a couple days. He cooled down but you have a feeling he'll start something soon enough.

"Let me in sweetheart."

"Not a chance."

He chuckled, " Then at least let me see you."

You pause, stopping your movie.

"Im not looking to good right now, you might find me scary."

"How could a pretty face like yours ever look scary."

You sighed, "alright you asked for it.", you hesitated but reached out with your good arm, moaning as the skin pulled on your side. Totoro barely moved as you pulled the curtain back, the hoops makinv noise as they catch on the rusty ridges in the pole.

You sink back down with an umph once it's fully pulled back. Looking up, you meet his deep blue eyes, smiling at the familiarity of them. He's standing over you, his hat neatly placed on his head like it usually was.

You look at the lines on his face created by the slight frown on his lips, it's a look you don't quite understand.

"Boo.", you say softly through chapped lips. Now he sees you in your full glory, sunken eyes and messy hair. The whole road kill look you have going on.

You watch his hands clench where their placed on his belt before a small smirk appears on his lips, " Theres the pretty face ive been looking for. I've missed you darlin' .", there's no restraint behind his confession, as if it was the easiest thing ever.

You scoffed, almost regretting it as pain shoots through you, his eyes twitch at your moan of pain. You settle down looking at him with pursed lips, " such a charmer.", you say in a sultry tone.

He dips his head tipping his hat, "only for you, darling. Now be a doll and let me in won't you, I can take care of you", the sweet look he gives you is almost convincing. Almost.

"Take care as in kill me you mean", you smirk at him.

"Never.", you falter at the look of certainty on his face. Another tactic to make you open up to him. You're not falling for that.

"Alright cowboy, I think I've had enough for tonight, I just wanted to let you see I was alright and that you hadnt lost your claim on killing me to anyone else." You wink, setting down you tiny device on the table and closing it.

He says nothing as he watches you get comfy on your couch, wincing once every move as fabric rubs or skin pulls on your healing wounds. You finally settle in, Totoro still on your chest while Mononoke joins you at your legs, and you put your hand on the window tapping your finger,

"You gonna go home - wherever it is your kind sleeps."

A smirk appears on his face, "my kind? Sounds almost derogatory, sweetheart. Hurtin my feelin's over here"

"Derogatory?? You kill people, I think you'll live through couple derogatory comments, as you call it.", you stab your finger against the glass at his form, "alright now go away, I wanna sleep.", you remove your hand bringing your arm back to be wrapped around Totoro.

He whistles, a sharp tune that gets lower, amused by your fight even in your weak state.

"Harsh sweetheart, I haven't seen ya in months, and when I finally do ya, kick me out. I've missed our talks. Wont ya stay awake just a tint bit longer"

"You'd have to be inside for me to kick you out. And im sorry, but my wounds make me tired. Come by earlier tomorrow, and we'll talk more. Now good night, sir. "

You heard air that your pretty sure he didn't even need leave his lungs as he sighed. He raised his hand putting it on the window, where the imprint of your fingers was left. His fingers grew sharp as he traced your handprint,

"Goodnight, sweetheart. Sweet dreams", his smirk turned soft as his eyes traced your form once more. Even in your state of recovery he found you absolutely enticing. He wished you'd let him, but he understood the hesitation, he would just have to wait until a moment would present itself where he could take you. For now, he'd work on getting rid of the trashy human man who thought he could hurt you and not have any reprimands.

"Good night...", came your soft reply as you fell into your deep slumber.

One day...

[lovelylovelyshark]

The Mother of Dragons

What are you to do when you end up in another universe. Cry, scream,faint?? Who knows. You ended up making yourself a new home and spending the next 4 years relaxing with your new friend Bilbo while you waited for the time of the adventure to Erebor to come around. What happens when that day finally comes. Want to know then keep reading.

⚠️ Unfortunately for readers this y/n does have a set appearance of sorts cause if im gonna be honest it is a bit of self insert. So sorry to disappoint 😞. Although ik it sucks so im gonna try my best to make it as unanimous as possible when it comes to appearance and stuff. ILL TRY MY BEST 🙏⚠️

(Even if this is only chapter 1 and you don't actually get to know 😋)

Pairings=Bofur, Fili and Nori

AN= idk how I'm gonna map out scenes with each character so I might make separate scenes that don't affect the story but are still apart of it

Warnings ⚠️ = None

Part 1 (it's a long one)

When people say that their lives were flipped upside down, they mean things like their routine or even their opinion being suddenly and drastically changed, but not you. When you say your whole life was flipped over you mean it! Because you literally ended up in a NEW REALITY.

You still remember the day you ended up in Middle Earth like it was yesterday.

Yeah, middle earth, you were quite shocked yourself.

Ironically it had been Bilbo who had found you, he had been on the way to the market when he tripped over your bare feet that were sticking out of a bush because of course-not only did the universe steal from your reality while you slept and spit you out into another one-but it spit you out into a random bush! A very spiky bush that actually left you with tiny scars on your arms and legs after. Very memorable….

Not to mention you were in your pjs. Stupid universe.

The ruckus he had caused falling over your feet had woken you up and caused you to sit up with a groan not understanding who could possibly be messing with your feet in the middle of the night.

Like hello?? You were trying to sleep!

Before actually opening your eyes, you had thought it had maybe been your friend bothering you until you came face to face with a very pale, gapping Bilbo.

Lets just say it was quite shocking.

In Bilbos mind he couldn’t even begin to understand why such a strangely dressed human was just sleeping in a bush in the shire and you just couldn’t understand how you went from a bed to the ground and why you were looking at Martin Freeman-who you had quickly realized was actually Bilbo Baggins after seeing his huge feet and short height.

Crazy right?! You can definitely say your world was flipped upside down!

You had actually thought you were in a dream for the first couple of hours because how could you possibly have ended up in your favourite movie series. It just didn’t make sense! Sure, you believed in magic and such, but what could’ve possibly caused you to just appear in a new reality.

To say the days that came after were tense was an understatement, the hobbits truly didn’t know what to do with you. You were a random human who had no background from anywhere. You were a true anomaly, to yourself and to others.

It seemed the Creator was on your side that day though as a vote was cast and the votes to let you stay were higher than the votes to kick you out. You had been quite shocked; you had truly expected them to throw you back out into the wilderness. Youd have to spend the rest of your life thanking those who voted to keep you considering you really didn’t know what you would do if they sent you out on your own in middle earth.

Probably die honestly…. cry maybe. Cry and die.

Bilbo had been so kind as to give you temporary resident in his hobbit hole while some the construction hobbits, as you liked to call them, built you your own hobbit hole, well human hole you guess because it was quite taller than your average hobbit hole. Human hole kinda sounds gross though.

Although you loved being with Bilbo you felt relief when you got to move into your own home, and you knew he did to, as you could see he was starting to feel a bit of strain on his spirits from having to accommodate some of his daily habits to human habits. He quickly came to learn that you had quite the appetite.

With your living accommodation dealt with, all that really mattered now was how you were to make money, it took some brain storming between you and Bilbo but after a certain incident with a donkey and a carriage you realized that your knowledge on modern vet techniques was quite valuable which is how you became the shires animal doctor, well better animal doctor. Although you mean no offence to the animal doctor before, their medicine practices were quite medieval and, on some terms, you’d say heartless as they were quick to give up on the weak or sick animals. No matter, you oversaw all the sick animals now.

When you had moved into your new house you had feared you and Bilbo would no longer talk. You no longer lived with him so why would he feel the need to converse with you? You had asked him about this before he left after helping you move in. He had answered you in the most Bilbo way,

“well-", he'd paused cleaning his smoke pipe as he scoffed, appalled by the absurdness of your question, "of course I want to keep our friendship, living with you has proved you to be very interesting company, I wouldn't lose it just because you've left my house"

It had almost made you feel stupid for asking, but you were warmed by his words and happy he'd keep being your friend. From then on, you and Bilbo hung out quite a lot.

Which is actually one of the reasons why you are on your way to the market now, you were to meet him to see what you guys would eat for your supper together. You had both started this routine not long after you moved into your new house, you ate supper together basically every 3 days and breakfast almost every morning. Which was fine for you cause even if you had a job, Hobbit’s animals only had problems a couple times a week so you were free most days, and working on your strength and flexibility could only cure your boredom for so long.

The sun was high over your head, a nice breeze pushes your dress in the wind, it wasn’t a cold breeze, so you had decided to wear a calf length dress with no sleeves and thick straps.

None of those puffy sleeves or long sleeves that most woman wore. Not because you wanted to be different but because its what you were most comfy in. You were a very sweaty person who overheated in seconds, so long sleeves were the bane of your existence. You sometimes wore them, but only on certain days. At first, the hobbits of the shire were horrified by your lack of coverage. They found it scandalous, you were basically walking around in your undergarments. They slowly got used to it, some slower than most, ahem-Sackville Baggins.

You truly just wanted to be comfy and not sweat 24/7!

You sometimes even wore shorts but only up to the knees which men wore, so it wasn’t that out of place. You did learn a lesson the first day you wore a camisole after getting a lovely sun burn, it wasn’t as intense as back in your world because the ozone layer here wasn’t completely wrecked but it still hurt. Bilbo scolded you quite harshly after, saying how you were reckless with your skin.

You started wearing a large sun hat after that-it protected your face and shoulders allowing you to keep wearing your clothes and it kept Bilbo at bay about the possibility of burning your skin.

You push on the rim of said hat to view the edge of the market, the noise level increases with the number of hobbits as you get closer. Many kids run by you chasing each other with small kits, they greet you as they do with beaming smiles-they barely reached your knee, cute little spuds. You could never get over how peaceful and refreshing this place was compared to home. Crossing the small bridge, you make your way past tables and hobbits pulling animals, waving to those you knew as you pass.

You go over to a stall with lavender products and greet the vendor and strike up a conversation with him as you go through his items trying to keep yourself occupied while you wait for Bilbo, there was never really much use trying to find him considering there were so many hobbits about, so you waited for him. You don’t mind, the lavender smelled AMAZING.

It didn’t take him long to find you as you are in fact MUCH taller than any hobbit here, most reached just under your breasts.

“Y/n!”, you turn at the sound of your name. Seems Bilbos found you. He weaves through hobbits as he makes his way to you

You wave at him and turn back to the vendor, who is patiently waiting for you to finish your purchase. You give him the coins for the sticks of lavender you decided to take. You’ve been wanting to make some lavender cream for some desserts to share with you and Bilbo.

You finish your purchase and thank the vendor, you turn back to see where Bilbo had gone and almost jump when you see he’s right behind you.

You smile at him as you tuck the lavender in your basket. Like usual, he's wearing his nice vest and shirt, making him look well put together, “There you are! I’ve been waiting for like a mmmmillion years!”

His eyebrow raises at your words, and you grin back at him. At the sight of it he smiles and sighs, “yes I’m sure you have”, he turns and makes his way into the market, you laugh and follow behind him making a small comment about how he didn’t care about you, which he promptly ignored of course, “any idea what we could eat this afternoon”

“hmmmm not really”

“Like usual.”

“uh!”, you laugh and hit his shoulder as he rolls his eyes at you,” Hey! I think of supper ideas…. sometimes”, you hear him huff a chuckle as you both keep moving along the stalls.

Almost as if just to prove a point, as soon as you guys pass a stand with mushrooms, you get a great idea. You quickly reach out to him and grab his shoulder and point at the various mushrooms the vendor had on display . He turns and looks at you questionably, “how about some of my mushroom soup?”, you suggest. He stares at the mushrooms in thought. He does like your soup so it could work.

You had made some when you guys had first met, and ever since he’d asked you to make it at least twice every couple of weeks. He never seemed to get tired of the taste.

“yes that could be quite good and perhaps a nice grilled fish with some vegetables as well”, he nods, putting his hand on his chin, “yes, let's go with that”

“Alright! Soup, fish and vegetables it is!”, you turn to the hobbit at the mushrooms stall and bid her good evening, she smiles at you and you both start to chat as she shows you all the mushroom she has. There were portobellos, shiitake, oysters and many others but your eyes were set on the Beech, small Portobellos and oysters, their flavour profile was more your taste, and they had the right texture for soups in your opinion. You finish chatting with the hobbit and start to pick up your mushrooms. As you pick a mushroom up you notice through the shade of your hat that Bilbo is looking around as if something is gonna pop up and steal him away or something.

Is he alright?

You raise your hand, put it on the top of his head, effectively grabbing his attention, “You good, you seem tense?”. You’ve never seen him this bothered. Unless Lobelia came around. Annoying biatch. Speaking of her, you saw her ugly mug earlier. She was a part of the hobbits who didn’t like you and voted to kick you out. Whatever, you can't get em all.

His lips thin out and become a line, “I was approached by a wizard this morning, Gandalf his name was.”

Woah...

The world stops as you drop your mushroom, Bilbos voice dissapears into the background.

Gandalf….

Everything comes back with a slam as you jolt up and snap your head in Bilbos' direction. He keeps talking, not seeming to notice your reaction.

You can’t believe it! It’s time-time for The Company to arrive in the Shire. Its been almost 4 years, you nearly forgot what you’d been so excited for when you’d first arrived here.

Ever since you truly got your bearings in this world you’ve waited for nothing but that.

The journey to Erebor with The Company….how amazing.

Bilbo realizes you arent moving anymore and looks up at you; he nearly jumps when he sees you looking at him with the most shocked face ever, “Goodness why are you making such a face, did he also come to bother you?”

You wish he would!!

“i-no he didn’t but um-“, you blink before quickly going back to the mushrooms trying to seem as if you hadn’t just been told the best thing since you got here, “a wizard you say-how weird I never knew they came around here”, you try to make a skeptical face but your smile pushes through to the corners of your mouth and you end up making this almost pained face. Way to go-totally convincing.

Bilbo seems to notice and looks at you weirdly, “are you positive you are alright?”

“Never been better! Sorry, it's just-wow a wizard - how exciting!”, you start to grab and put mushrooms into your basket to try and look normal while also trying to calculate how many mushrooms you were gonna need to make a large soup to feed all the dwarves “What did this wizard want anyway?”, you will yourself to calm down and breathe as you inquire about Bilbos encounter with Gandalf.

God did it get suddenly super hot out here, you almost start to fan yourself with your hand but hold back. It would look weird considering there’s a small breeze and it truly isn’t that hot, you’re just nervous.

Bilbo looks at you skeptically, you smile and he decides to ignore your weird change in attitude, “ I would not say it is that exciting considering the preposterous things he said to me!”, Bilbo crosses his arms as he looks up at you to catch your gaze with eyes that held so much miff that you practically heard how unbelievable it was before he even spoke, “He asked me to join him on an adventure and dare i say seemed almost mad when I said no, quite rude if I do say so myself! Hmph I told him that I hadn’t even thought that he was still in business, its been almost 50 years since I last saw him and when I did he looked to be about 80!”, you chuckled hitting him with your elbow.

“And you say he’s rude”

“he is”

“you literally insinuated he was so old you thought he’d have died by now..”, he pauses at your words

“Hmph, I suppose….”, he wriggles his nose at you, “It is but the truth”

You scoffed turning a mushroom in your hand looking for any bruises on it, “you know maybe an adventure could do you some good”, you suggest as you straighten up and put the last mushroom in your basket and decide you had enough for the huge soup you’d make tonight, you pay the Hobbit and turn to Bilbo, he was glaring at you not seeming to approve of your words. You raise your hands in surrender and grimace. You adjust your grip on your basket full of items and give a sheepish look.

“cmon it could be fun! I’ll join you!”, you put your hands together in a prayer pose and give him a wide grin, maybe if you convince him now he can help convince the company to let you join them.

Bilbo points his finger at you making you flinch, “that is exactly what that blasted wizard said, and would you like to know what my response was?”, you raise a brow at him already knowing what was coming.

“Lemme guess, ‘adventures make you late for dinner’”, you tease, smirking as you walk past him towards another stall. This time a fish stall. You didn’t have to look back to know he was looking at you with a blank face that read nothing but confusion.

“how-“, he quickly scrambles after you, seeming to have recovered from his initial shock, “how did you know I would say that?”, you shrug at him looking over the fish acting clueless.

Not as if you hadn’t basically memorized all the lines in the movie. No no, not at all.

“I guess I just know you that well”, you wiggle your eyebrows up and down and watch as he softly smiles but it quickly turns into a scowl, his mood seemingly soured once again as he thinks of his encounter.

“well everything I said seemed to have gone over that wizards head, he did not seem to care what I had to say”

“im sure its all fine”, you reassured as you picked through the fish picking two up, “what about these two, clear eyes, red gills and firm skin”, you put them in his direction trying to distract him because- while this was very exciting he was still your friend and you hated to see him in such distress. You watch his shoulders untense as he looks into your eyes, sighing, before looking over the fish in your hands, not being as willing to touch the fish as you were. You think he can see that you are trying to distract him.

“Yes, I do suppose your right, that wizards just seemed to really have frazzled me.”, you smiled softly at his words. He turns towards the Hobbit caring for the stall and takes out the right number of coins and hands them to him, he nods in thanks. You hand the hobbit the fish for him to wrap and give him a polite smile as you turn towards Bilbo.

You put your hands on his shoulder reassuringly as you jerk your head in the direction of his house, “cmon ill drop you off at your house and then ill come and join you again later on once my soup is done. Gotta make sure no scary wizard gets you”, you wink at him and remove your hands from his shoulders to grab the now wrapped fish from the vendors hands. Bilbo sighs once more as you place the wrapped fish in his own basket.

“yes alright, but I do not want to hear of this adventure thing anymore, complete nonsense”, there was the sassy hobbit you knew.

“yes, yes of course no more adventure talk, much too scary.”, you wiggle your fingers at him as you start to walk towards the bridge you had walked on earlier. Bilbo follows ignoring your wiggling fingers to instead side eye you. You dropped your hands back to your side as you both crossed the bridge.

“not too scary, just bothersome.”

“uh huh”, you hum as you gave an equally salty side eye, there was no venom behind these glares as both of you had soft smiles on your faces, this was how it was between you both, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

It didn’t take long for you guys to make it to his house or hole…whatever, you called them houses. You stop at his fence and watch him open the gate and go to his door. As you watch him set the basket that held the fish on the small table near the door you start to wonder how you seriously didn’t see the signs. The fish supper, his attitude, everything pointed towards Gandalf having showed up.

Oh well guess you can’t really blame yourself, you can’t even begin to count the number of times you guys ate fish and there was no Gandalf.

He turns to you, hand on the door, which you just now noticed the blue symbol “Don’t be too late now, you know I don’t like waiting.”, he waves his finger at you.

You rolled your eyes at his statement, “Yeah yeah, ill be on time”, you wave your hand dismissively at him, “alright ill see you later”, he waves at you as he starts to close the door.

You call out just before he closes the door, “I hope you realize I touched your shoulders with my fishy hands earlier.”, you snicker, turn and quickly run off. You’re already halfway down the path before you hear Bilbo yell your name in frustration. You laugh loudly and pass some hobbits who shake their heads at your antics. While you were the only human in the shire, you weren’t treated as an outcast. The hobbits in the shire seemed to find you quite nice and entertaining. Most of them at least.

You run all the way home a pep in your step as you think of whats to come this evening . Once you get to your house you almost reenact the kool aid man with how hard you push through your door, anymore and there would’ve been a you shaped hole in the door. You rush into the kitchen and softly put down your basket before you bolt into your bedroom and throw yourself under the blankets. You roll and kick your feet, squealing as you finally get to let all the excitement out from earlier.

Oh! You’re so excited!! Its actually happening, you’ve been waiting ever since you (unwillingly) got thrown into this reality! You could barely contain yourself!

You’re so excited for tonight! You’re gonna get to meet everyone!

AN= I hope you guys liked this! Tell me what you think and how I could improve, idk if I like the tense or pov or whatever it's called so I might change it. This is my first post so some things might be a little weird. And ik it's like really long, ill try to make shorter chapters later on.