#bilbo thread

[ Send me a ✿ and my muse will react to your muse putting a flower in their hair from @toymvker​ for Bilbo]

Bilbo did a double take as Bofur’s hand neared him, tucking the flower behind his ear, nestling softly into his hair. He searched Bofur’s face for any sign of upcoming ridicule and gently, not wanting to damage such a precious thing, pulled the flower out to look at it.

“I know you’re joking,” Bilbo sniffed a small laugh, as Bofur was always joking with him or the others, always trying to keep the mood light, “But I do appreciate it.” As if Bilbo was having his own last laugh, proving whatever joke Bofur was trying to make of the soft homesick little hobbit was on him. They were too far east for Bilbo to feel ashamed of missing his country walks and his garden.

[ cont from here with @murkhith​ ]

[ cont from here with @greenleafprinceling​ ]

It never occurred to Bilbo that Legolas wouldn’t have a say in the matter. But it appeared that Legolas had thought of this situation as less than desirable. It was customary, in the Shire anyway, to ask the parents permission of your intended. But the King had come to him, and given the short time he and Legolas had spent together being generally agreeable... Well, Bilbo had to admit it was difficult saying no to a king. When that king was your father as well, perhaps even more so.

“I’ve asked the king for you to escort me home-- back to the Shire... I thought that might give us a chance to get to know one another. The wedding won’t be for a very long while.”