#avariciousright

[xglorfindel]

' 'Quel amrun '

avariciousright eomeer

❋ Glorfindel gazed upon those who approached him, offering a smile.  "Good morning.  Have the roads treated you well?"

[halfliing-blog]

& avariciousright :

' Hobbit hair is strange to me. ' he rumbles, quietly continuing to tug and play with her hair.  ' Curled, and too fine for a Dwarf.  Your hair would not braid well without clasps to hold them. '

         holding back  a little moan of approval as his calloused fingers            scrapped at her scalp softly, the hobbit lass merely hums. it was a            nice feeling, indeed. even if he was inspecting it, a bit.

                                  ❛ and i do not understand why dwarven hair is so thick. ❜

[dearxbilbo]

"You’re beautiful."

m e m e

❝Ah, yes, yes. I know.❞

❝That is, uhm… Thank you, Thorin. I guess? Yes, thank you, it’s very— polite from you to say so. Even although I find it— a tad unexpected, you might say.❞

[dearxbilbo]

I want angst. I want a thread where Bilbo is so much under the control of the ring that he can barely realize what is happening around him. I want him to be jealous, to scowl at everyone who is stupid enough to come near the ring and threaten it. I want Bilbo being on the edge of paying the biggest price for the ring's safety. And then I want him to see what he has done and what he has become.

[dearxbilbo]

☾ avariciousright ☽

❝Whoever has eaten your portion of supper, it was not me. Goodness, I you have my word for that! And a hobbit's word--... Is a very important word!❞

[dearxbilbo]

14 :U

14. our characters getting caught in the rain together

The watch is quiet that night and Bilbo is more than grateful to have a company by his side, even if not a single word is truly devastating the purest of silences that rules over the world. Such a rare experience it is, no murmurs in the distance to be heard indicating potential danger to in order claw at the safety of the company. With hands rested behind his back, the hobbit stares up and admires the sapphire firmament, finding himself far away from the need to sleep. One more hour to the change of the little shifts they have amongst the group, although he already knows there will be no rest given when the mind is drowning in its own thoughts. Even first droplets of rain that soon come as a cascade from the sky above their heads are missed because of how dearly focused Bilbo is; a silent squeak comes when he is sure the aura has changed. ❝Oh, splendid! A good, long while of peace, and now that. Thank you.❞He sighs and immediately after that attempts to hide himself under hairy hands, before hopping towards the nearest tree. It does look like a better hideout, after all. A small movement remidning of a wave comes as an encouragment for the King to join him there.❝Let’s— shall we wait through that, Thorin? It woud be wiser, truly. In this unholy wilderness I do doubt we can seek medical help if any of us needs one after— playing around in the rain. Unless we wish to seek them from… Orcs, or creatures of that kind.❞ His facial expression helps to understand this is meant to be a joke.

[missbellabaggins-archive]

avariciousright replied to your post:So I’ve been thinking about putting Belladonna on...

Mr. Darcy + Bilbo tho

how many fucking ships do you have in your armada jesus christ