#faeblyd

❛ The dwarf I met in Bag End would have NEVER GONE BACK ON HIS WORD. Never would have doubted the LOYALTY OF HIS KIN.❜

WRITTEN BY NEEKOU

            ❝    you  are  changed   ,   thorin   .    ❞    the  dragon’s  words  are  𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃  𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐘   ,   etched  into  his  skull   .   they  rattle  around   ,   𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺  𝘰𝘯  𝘢  𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘰𝘶𝘴  𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘱   .   a  threat  bilbo  had  DISREGARDED  so  easily  has  come  to  fruition  and  there  remains 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬  𝐨𝐟  𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭   .   had  he  truly  known  the  extent  of  the  curse  upon  this  treasure   .  .  .      perhaps  he  could  have  done  something   .   𝑩𝑼𝑻  𝑰𝑻  𝑰𝑺  𝑻𝑶𝑶  𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑬   .   he  knows  that  now   .  

            still   ,   bilbo  approaches  him  with  hesitant   ,   measured  paces   .   he  comes  to  stop  before  the  𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍   ,   the  dwarf  he  had  followed  across  middle  -  earth   .   it  was  a  journey  not  fit  for  a  hobbit   ;   a  journey  not  fit  for  him   .   and  yet   ,   he’s  come  this  far    ––––    he  will  not  turn  away  now   .   ❝   the  thorin  i  knew  would  never  have  risked  the  lives  of  his  kin  for  something  as  trivial  as  gold   .   𝒚𝒐𝒖  𝒂𝒓𝒆  𝒊𝒏  𝒏𝒐  𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆  𝒕𝒐  𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅  𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔  𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒚  𝒂𝒏𝒚  𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓   .   ❞

            and  bilbo  is  not  implying  he  never  will  be  fit  to  rule  again    –––––    thorin  is  his  KING   ,   even  if  he  is  only  a  hobbit  from  bag  end   .   bilbo  merely  believes  it  wise  for  another  of  the  company  to  take  his  stead   ,   for  the  time  being   .  ❝   i’m  begging  you   ,   thorin   .   𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍  𝐓𝐎  𝐌𝐄   .   you  are  not  well   .   ❞

Gandalf had been spotted in the shire and while Estella had sadly seemed to miss the old Wizard, word was he’d been talking to Bilbo. Usually sightings of the Wizard were a precursor to an adventure but Bilbo? On an adventure? That was a bit hard for Estella to imagine but he was part of the Took clan, even if he acted more like a Baggins for her liking. He had been fun at one point, they’d even played together in the woods. Now he was very much stuck in his ways and far too content in Bag End.

There was no way she’d get left behind this time though. Last time the old Wizard had been in the Shire she was far too young but now --- oh now she wasn’t going to miss out. As soon as the gossip had reached her she ran back home to pack a bag. It was dark by the time she made her way back towards Bag End. A few younger hobbits were still out and about and she thought there had been some sort of muttering about Dwarves. Oh how exciting! Her bag was stashed away from prying eyes until needed and she crept up to the window of the Smial to peek inside. After hearing fairly loud voices coming from inside she wanted to see if the rumors were true. Hopefully no one would spy the little blonde half-hobbit peeking in through the window.

❛   so————where  did  the  mask  come  from  ?  any  significant  meaning  ?  some  precious  treasure  or  recovered  garbage.  ❜   evidently  everywhere  had  a  history.  everything  needed to  have  a  meaning.  molly  liked  the  stories  people  would  tell,  true  or  not.  it  was  always  something  people  gave  up  of  themselves.

IN SPITE OF THE AIR OF EREBOR STILL ripe with the stench of bloodshed, the spirits of the woodland elves were high. They had taken the time necessary to heal their wounded, and memorialize those who sacrificed their immortality in battle. Thranduil left behind Legolas to stand in his place whilst he tended to affairs within the Lonely Mountain. Thranduil thinks, had some sort of TRAP be prepared for his arrival, he would not risk more than 20 soldiers who follow WILLINGLY in his company. Those most devoted to see the ancient heirlooms returned to their RIGHTFUL KEEPERS. 

Thranduil approaches the open gates, leaving their steeds to be tended outside. Adorned upon his head was his woodland crown, now decorated with green leaves and blooming flowers. His appearance was as REGAL and commanding as ever, fashioning a silver silken robe that GLISTENED in the way it caught the sun’s noon light. Bright hues survey the rubble that defines the once great kingdom. And the elven king can not abstain a pang of guilt that finds homage in his stomach. The dulling of intense eyes is the only indication of such DISCOMFORT.

He is quick to compose himself in the presence of the CROWNED KING. He approaches the throne and permits a polite distance. He would not test Thorin’s courtesies by breeching boundaries upon first arrival. He would WAIT to be called upon by the King within his realm. He offers a respectful bow to THORIN OAKENSHIELD, fierce blue eyes absorbing the newfound king in all his entirety. Thranduil was, admittedly, IMPRESSED at how well suited he appeared upon the throne. It seemed the time spent in an unknown realm had done little to diminish his ROYAL ROOTS.

❛  you shouldn’t be here.  - from thorin, to bilbo!  ❜   /    @faeblyd​​​​

𝚂𝙾𝙵𝚃 𝙰𝙽𝙶𝚂𝚃 ↳ 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶

            𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄  𝐀𝐍𝐃  𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄  𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍   ,    thorin  has  made  his  opinion  of  bilbo  clear   .   𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞  𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞  𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧   ,  the  hobbit  has  tried  not  to  take  it  personally   .   𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆  𝒂𝒏𝒅  𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆  𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏   ,   he’s  failed  to  do  so   .   why  gandalf  had  approached  him  of  all  people  to  be  a  part  of  this  quest  remains  a  mystery   ,   though  baggins  is  steadfast  in  his  belief  that  it  was  nothing  short  of  a  𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄   .  

            𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦  𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯   ,   𝘪𝘵  𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥  𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳  𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵  𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯  𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥  𝘯𝘰𝘵  𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦  𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦   .  

            he  drops  his  gaze   ,   waits  for  the  words  to  𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗟  𝗧𝗛𝗘  𝗔𝗜𝗥   ,   𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭  𝘩𝘪𝘴  𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥   ,   𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥  𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭   ,   plaguing  him  at  each  step   .   it  isn’t  unexpected   ,   though  it  does  not  make  it  any  easier  to  hear   .   bilbo  had  truly  begun  to  believe  that  he  was  becoming  a  true  member  of  their  group   ,   beyond  the  burglar   .   beyond  the  hobbit   .   and  while  he’s  sure  the  others  would  vouch  for  him   ,   perhaps  even  step  in  between  thorin  and  he   ,   bilbo  doubts  it  will  change  the  kingling’s  heart   .