Deep in My Prehistoric Bones, I Know You
A Bagginshield Dinosaur/reincarntation fic!
The fic is completed, and 4/11 chapters are now up.
Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Dinosaurs, Alternate Universe - Reincarnation, Canonical races, (when not dinosaurs), Flashbacks, Dreams, Palaeontologist Bilbo, King of Erebor Thorin, HEA, Slow Burn, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Getting Together, Getting Back Together (after being reincarnated)
Bilbo is the only palaeontologist allowed to dig in the Badlands around Erebor.
He has been permitted to dig in a place that calls to him, though he doesn't know why. All he knows is that this is the find of a lifetime, and yet that is not what has him excited. The feeling of having known these creatures that are now fossils is what has drawn him in.
And as always, an excerpt:
Bilbo blinked as he looked around himself. He was dreaming. He must have been, because he knew he was not a dinosaur, and yet he was being dragged around inside the shell of the dinosaur he was somehow inhabiting but was unable to influence.
He could feel what the dinosaur was feeling. Anger, worry, hunger, confusion. A storm of emotions that he didn’t know if they were his or were the creatures he had apparently hijacked in his sleep.
He was even more confused when the body he inhabited let out a low coo, one he hadn’t known dinosaurs could make. Admittedly, he wasn’t sure if they actually could make such a noise or if it was made up, just like him being a dinosaur, asleep or not, was clearly a product of his overactive imagination.
He didn’t have much time to think of it as he heard a soft rustling coming from the trees behind him. Bilbo felt it as his … the dinosaur’s … legs moved, turning him around. He felt his mouth open as he let out a challenging bellow to the trees before him.
From the way he was moving his head and from what he could see from the corner of his eyes, he was some type of Ceratopsidae. He had to be from the size of his head to the horns that were never quite fully in sight, but there nonetheless. If his dream continued, Bilbo supposed he would have to look in a pool of water to figure out which one he was.
He would have thought it weird to be dreaming of such a thing any other time, but he supposed the fossils he had just found were affecting his subconscious. Though he wasn’t sure how his thoughts were so clear. He had never known he was in a dream before. But what else could this be? It wasn’t as if he had ever been a dinosaur in another life after all.