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estethell · 3 days
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Who knows when Ori drew Bilbo's portrait, that portrait he shows at the beginning of the movie. I believe he drew it when they were at Beorn's house
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s-u-w-i · 23 days
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Happy Easter everyone! 🌼 And that's the last seven drawings for this Tolkien project, it makes 42 characters in total! Still, I'd like to add at least a few from Silmarillion. I'll see if I can find the time.
And I’ve decided I'll be selling the originals so if there is any character you'd like to have let me know by messaging me here or at [email protected] :^)
Thranduil and Great Goblin are already taken!
The size of the drawings is A6 and prices from 50 to 80USD (shipping included). Also as last year with the dog drawings this year too - all the earnings will be sent to charities. Thank you! 🌿
Rest of the characters is here and here and here and here and here!
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ohnonotnow · 3 months
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my library
here's some of the best the hobbit/lotr fanfics I've read cuz they can be quite hard to find and I wanna help
will update the list as I read
Thorin
Smoke, iron and Thorin
Fire and Gold
Learning Khuzdul
Braid of Gold
Thorin being soft
The Beauty of Chance
Those Hands
Misunderstanding
The arrival
A king's crown
Covered In Steam
There's just inches in between us
Thorin after a long day of training with his nephews
In This Moment 
Agreement
Symphony of your life
Oh so quiet
Confession
Find Your Way Back
Fili
fili oneshots
Moonrise
The Most Unpleasant, Defective, and Abominable Incident
Stay with me
The Redeemer
Durin's Garage
Restless
Kili
The book keeper
insecurities
The beauty and the Beast
getting back at Kili for teasing
My Treasure
Madly in love
It's in his kiss
Love Bites
Sway With Me
Wood Carvings
Softly. . .
Sweet like nectar
A Shot in the Dark
Beorn
Early Mornings
Beorn takes care of you when you're injured
Linger
Legolas
Watcher of Wanderers
The Innocence of Brutality
Blessing
Sensitive
Being best friends with Legolas
Hazy Memories
Spellbound
Thranduil
Bookworm
Relax
Best friends father
Fascination
Flower On My Skin
To Meet Under the Stars
Passenger Princess
Autumn Thunderstorm
I Could Love You With My Eyes Closed
Haldir
Gentle Dark
Lindir
My Heart Is In Your Hands
Moonlight
Just a Little Help
Warriors Great Tales
The Fountain
Return to Me
Èomer
Burnt Bread
A Helping Hand
Wildest Dreams
Falling In Love With A Librarian
SFW alphabet
Happiness
A Roll in the Hay
Blessing
Turning Points
More characters
various characters oneshots
Imagine: elves having highly sensitive ears and you finding out by accidently touching them.
Journey to Erebor
Hair braiding
Elves + Braiding
What Type of Kisser is Each LoTR Character?
The Hobbit Characters + Physical Affection (Suggestive Version)
A Headcanon For Each Member of Thorin’s Company
Cuddling With Thorin's Company
Imagine some of the elves of Middle Earth find out how easy it is to make you (a human staying in Rivendell) blush and become aroused.
The LOTR characters reacting to a modern reader
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emilybeemartin · 18 days
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I just listened to the audiobook of The Hobbit as read by Andy Serkis, and it was sooo fun. His range of voices is so great, and of course it's fantastic hearing his Gollum again. I love listening to audiobooks of favorite stories because it's like experiencing them for the first time!
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shirefantasies · 13 days
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What Type of Kisser are The Hobbit Characters?
Did this for LoTR, it’s only fair 😉 also I accidentally did Lindir’s on that one so yes his is copy paste 🤕 warning: a wee bit suggestive at times 😄
Balin
Likes to take your hands in his first, forehead butting against yours as he pushes further, tilting his head into yours as your lips connect. Kisses you with no need for air- you are his air, water, light, the very earth he stands on and he will hold fast to you ad long as he can. Not one to initiate exploring, preferring the soft, warm connection you provide right then and there. You do feel a bit of a smile creep onto his lips when you initiate something deeper, one of his hands leaving yours to cup your cheek.
Dwalin
Teasing is his specialty, the tattooed dwarf consenting to a kiss, only to give you the slightest of pecks and pull away with a smirk or cheeky grin. 'Tis only for his love of the way you either pout or opt to yank him back in, and once you do that, good luck. You are caged in his strong arms, pushed against a tree or a wall as Dwalin claims your lips with reckless abandon. Expertly prying your lips apart for entrance he takes full advantage of, he just can't wait to see the flustered look upon your face and shrug and tease you that he gave you what you wanted...did he not?
Thorin
Loses sight of everything else when you are in his arms, bewitched by the curve of your hips beneath his strong hands and the desire in your gaze upon him. He pulls you in forcefully, but the feeling of the king's lips upon yours is the softest bliss, even as his tongue pushes through to reunite with yours. Shifts you in his arms, moving with subtlety to plant a leg between yours as he gives his long, savoring kiss. In Thorin's secure hold, you feel prized and loved, like naught in the world could compete with the love he has for you, the love he communicates so deeply even without a single word.
Oin
Whispers the most unique, funniest nothings between kisses, leaving you both giggling into the next one. He loves it when you hold his head in your hands, fingers gently tracing down the sides of his cheeks and to the edge of his beard. Holding you gently about the waist as if you were made of the most precious yet fragile glass, Oin moves his lips against yours like an expert, always seeming to know exactly how you want him.
Gloin
For as roughly as he pulls you in, his lips are so gentle, all but reverent to yours as his motions begin. Eager, though, pulling you closer and gradually ramping up the pace if you let him. Keeping one hand on your hip and the other tangled in your hair, Gloin will have you feeling utterly claimed. His tongue swipes quickly across your lips, gaining entrance and asserting immediate dominance; if you fight back for it, though, you’ll feel him smile into your parted lips.
Bifur
Butting his forehead against yours has become the signal that Bifur wants a kiss, and the grin you receive upon assent is one of the sweetest things you've ever seen. Upon your acceptance he surges forward, closing the gap; his kiss is rough, hasty, eager. A battle with naught but two victors, no real strife to be found as you both strike in perfect harmony. Expect a cheeky look after, no doubt with great pride at the way he surprised you with a nip!
Bofur
Thoroughly addicted to your lips, particularly upon his. Kisses you again and again, never just once and never without your bodies being thoroughly intertwined. Bofur's arms will be around you, one keeping you steady by the lower back and the other across you reaching up to your shoulders. Don't be afraid to let your hands roam as well, at least not if you want to feel Bofur smile, claiming your lips with even greater depth and passion.
Bombur
Sweet as they come, often pressing kisses to your cheeks and maybe your nose before moving on to your lips. Smiles into every. Single. Kiss. He shares with you. Likes to be holding hands, often both of yours in fact rather than holding you. Until, that is, you make to deepen the kiss, then like a spell he is releasing his hold upon your hands, grip shifting to gently hold the small of your back instead. Lovestruck at every turn, any stop or pause yielding a stare into your eyes like you fashioned the very earth, hung the stars above. You certainly did place the ones glistening in Bombur's eyes, after all.
Dori
Loves starting with kisses to the back of your hands, gentlemanly and so full of love and admiration your heart will be bursting before he even leans in to connect your lips. Gentle, almost hesitant in his motions, kindly surrendering to your whims and matching your pace. If he has his way, though, he prefers quick, sweet kisses, little tastes of your lips to some messy affair of exploration. Kissing you is like the most special little treasure he is always trying to save for later.
Nori
Whirlwinds of sensation, of hands upon your body and lips challenging yours with their pacing. His hands often settle at your hips, running up and down your sides and bringing smiles to his kiss if you shiver beneath his touch. His game is trying to make you gasp, be it with a swipe of his tongue or more likely a nip to your lips, so he can slide in and deepen the kiss that much more. Fast to start, long and breathtaking just about every single time it is continued. Even shorter kisses are sweeping, often literally as you’re dipped down for them.
Ori
Two interchangeable moods here: either pulling you in for one long, echoing kiss, holding fast as possible until a needed break for air, or else it simply will not just be one kiss. A peck, then another, then another until Ori is devouring your lips again and again. His hands tend to reach for the sides of your face, loving attention paid to its structure in his caresses and hold. Every soft motion an attempt to etch the feeling of your lips on his in memory, ingrain your every touch and shape in his mind for the rest of his days.
Fili
Unafraid to hold you up entirely as you kiss, his hands beneath your thighs and yours steady upon his shoulders. Mustache tickling you as he presses his lips to yours again and again, both of you breathlessly smiling. Gives you a little squeeze as he swipes the seam of your lips, requesting to ignite your passion further and all but starting up a dance when you let it spark. Lowers you only to dip you for one final kiss, soft but long, loving, appreciative of all that you give to him. Giving in return, his drawn-out kisses are thanks for shining in his life.
Kili
Trails kisses all the way up your arm, shoulder, to your neck, and finally your lips. Kissing Kili is almost like a game, a playful push and pull of your lips as he surrenders to you then surges forward again. His hands grip the small of your back or find your hair, and he loves the feelings of your hands running through his as well. Teasingly licks at the seam of your lips just to feel how you react, unable to resist a smile at your parting lips before he dives in.
Bilbo
Longing in his gaze, the hobbit cups your cheek a bit shyly, peering into your eyes for the briefest of moments before closing the gap between you. Nuzzles his nose against yours with great affection. Slowly, sensually, Bilbo savors the taste of your lips on his, taking all the time in the world to enjoy it before coming undone, forgetting himself as he gets lost in you completely. Gasps into your lips if you surprise him with a new pace or with your tongue, but know that it is a sound of gratitude and nothing more.
Lindir
Shy at first, always seemingly wondering where to put his hands as they hover. The moment you deepen the kiss, though, they’re glued to your waist like they’re meant to be there. His motions are soft, delicate, intentional as if you were his latest artwork. Goes absolutely weak in the knees if you wrap your legs around him, his hands moving like they have minds of their own to hold you up even though his has completely blanked, knowing only this feeling of you fully his. Happier than anything to let you lead, moving in total surrender to your wonderful will.
Thranduil
Takes you in his hands by the chin or the cheeks, fingers tracing along the curves of your face as his wicked grin grows. Dives in slowly but forcefully, utterly claiming you at first touch and smirking into your mouth when your body alternately tenses and relaxes. Sends sparks down your spine with the way his tongue twirls yours, moving expertly with an almost lazy cool. As if enjoying you is his very birthright and here he is to finally take it.
Bard
Pulls you against him, reveling in the feeling of your hands upon his chest. Kisses harder if he feels you tug on the lapels of his coat, acquiescing to your every unspoken command. Quick or slow, Bard’s greatest desire is to feel the connection between you, so if you would like to explore, please let him know. His motions therein are slow, hesitant, but delicious in a way unique to the bowman himself. Every kiss is like a heartful goodbye and a soaring reunion all in one.
Beorn
Soft, unbelievably gentle despite what everyone would say. Like all of nature you are something beautiful, something to be cherished and protected. Harmonious always, respecting and following your pace be it fast or slow- nothing is initiated that you do not show need for. Even the languid movements of his tongue against your lips or within their confines are somehow peaceful, grounding even as they are exciting, making you feel anchored to the moment’s warmth and significance every time.
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khorazir · 8 months
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“Beorn’s House”
The eighth of eleven new watercolours depicting places in Middle-earth (and Númenor) for an upcoming book.
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Beorn picked up the hobbit, and he poked Mr Baggins' waistcoat most disrespectfully. "Little bunny is getting nice and fat again on bread and honey," he chuckled.
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hagofbolding · 1 year
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Beorn!!! A Patreon request :') I love him. I am planning to make a risograph with the black/gold/white colorway, stay tuned.
patreon.com/hagofbolding
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ihobbit · 8 months
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The squad prepares to leave Beorn's house and move on. Everyone is already on horseback, and only Bilbo is still in the house with Beorn. Finally he comes out. 
Bilbo: Sorry for the delay. A bee flew into the house and Beorn and I caught it to release it alive outside.
Thorin: *in anger, not so much from the loss of time, but from jealousy* Something much bigger and more dangerous has flown into MY HOUSE! But I never complained about it.
Bilbo, Gandalf, Beorn, all the dwarves and even the flying bee: *look skeptically at Thorin*
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thoughts-of-bear · 2 months
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It seems my type of man is big, hunky, kind-of-heart, nature-loving homemaker who calls me little rabbit/ bird/ flower *sighs*
...who can turn into a bear.
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ohnonotnow · 2 months
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Beorn was so hot in the book and I feel like we don't talk about it enough.
Like I'm sorry that's "a great strong black-haired man with huge arms and a great beard" (as Gandalf said) who loves animals, has a great wooden house, has a good sense of humor, is very protective of those he cares about (literally followed the dwarves all the way to Mirkwood from the distance to make sure his ponies are safe), is hella strong, a good host and later becomes a great chief who rules the wide land between the Misty Mountains and Mirkwood.
I'm sorry but if that isn't an ideal man right there then idk what is..
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shirefantasies · 4 days
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The Hobbit Characters' Favorite Body Part of Yours
Another one I did for LoTR a while back but not The Hobbit so here we go 😌 warning: slightly suggestive at times, one minor swear
Balin
Upon first asking, you might not know, may not even so much as consider your love as having a favorite. Greater thought yields memory, however, a realization. Balin has a soft spot for your forehead- loves pressing kisses there, quick bursts of reassurance when you are under stress or sick. Moments of affection for all to see, pure, loving, gentle. That would also explain his habit of playfully butting his forehead to yours or the way he keeps you connected before and after longer kisses.
Dwalin
It’s no secret how much Dwalin adores your legs- his eyes are ever upon you as you throw them over a saddle, bare them to wade, rest them atop his lap and give him a pretty smile when he strokes them. Straddling him is a quick way to catch his attention and earn a smile to boot, your dwarf’s hands going immediately to rub circles on your hips and his eyes completely caught up in you. Whispers of all kinds of affections make their way between you as Dwalin savors the moment, pressing your bodies as close as he can get them.
Thorin
An anchor can always be found simply by looking into your eyes. A fount of trust and care, one look can take Thorin miles in calm and reassurance, especially when it feels like all is against him. Your eyes speak volumes even if your expression is kept in steel, aiding Thorin in his quest to fulfil all your desires. Memorizing every change in your eyes is his greatest goal, forging a connection so strong you needn't any words to convey it. You look to his, too, glancing at him in moments of amusement, derision, desire. All of them bonding you further and further, warming his heart to know he is the first you wish to see, just as you are the first thought in the king's own mind.
Oin
Your chest. Not so much for the stereotypical reasons, but simply because of the way it literally holds your heart. Your gentle rhythm, your very source of life and the warmth Oin seeks out again and again. He secretly loves resting his head there where he can listen to it, let it lull him to sleep. If you allow it the healer’s lips will find purchase there, peppering their love over your heart and along your beautiful collarbones in appreciation of the wonderful life you are.
Gloin
His hands run over or comb through your hair about as often as they can; no matter the length of it, no matter the texture or the way you wear it you will have a guardian of your hair in Gloin. He makes no secret how proud he is of the honor he’s received to be the only one that can touch it. And alright, yes, perhaps he likes to show it off, too! If it is long enough, he braids your hair as soon as you consent to it, and he’ll bother his brother again and again for anything that helps care for it. Even the most elaborate of styles and routines will become second nature to him- soon you will not even be lifting a finger. The others say he’s spoiling you, to which he says “Damn right!”
Bifur
Your hands hold a special place in Bifur's heart; they symbolize your willingness to learn, the opening of your heart to someone so many closed off to, and who closed off to them in turn. The little gestures you made chipping away at his heart and bolstering his faith. You seek his attention, wave them to show him little wonders just as he does. They form words and phrases, sometimes even capturing thoughts you wish to share with no one but him. Even when static, they can communicate much- how tightly you hold onto his, the way they rest against his chest right above his heartbeat, trace his cheek to initiate a kiss he never thought he'd earn.
Bofur
Can’t resist your lips. They’re like the sweetest of candies, the greatest prize he gets to claim and him alone. Bofur never takes for granted his luck, practically worshipping your lips as he takes his sweet time with them. And who else does he have to thank for your gorgeous smile, the blessing of sunshine it brings to the world? His mission in life is to keep that smile sticking around as much as possible. And if it’s against his own smile, why he won’t complain in the slightest, simply surrendering to the wash of euphoria and thanking his lucky stars.
Bombur
Your cheeks, of course! Irresistibly adorable, Bombur loves to see the curve of them as you smile, any flush that might be visible, especially if you are feeling shy. Of course he loves to kiss them, holding you steady and peppering them with sweet love at any opportunity. Even before longer, more passionate kisses he will make his way along your cheeks first. Bombur wants to be the only one to wipe your beautiful face of any tears that may befall it, his touch so gentle as he comforts you, swiping his thumb over your cheek before you're in his arms completely, enveloped in each other's lovely warmth.
Dori
Dori loves your eyes; he often describes how when you first met, he could see your heart straight through them. Windows to the soul, subtle tells of emotion and love and things otherwise unseen, he loves to gaze into them as long as you let him. There is a kindness, a sympathy to them that grounds Dori, gives him faith when his has left him, brings calm. He loves also the way they darken, the burns of passion, flames of battle, or even looks of beckoning desire flaring up from deeper within. Such is part of why he so enjoys nights where you lay facing one another, tracing every shift in those very windows, the access one can gain from study.
Nori
Obsessed with your hips. Loves gripping them to pull you against his chest, especially if they have plenty of soft flesh to dig his fingers into. Sneaks up behind you to wrap his hands around them and press kisses to your neck. Having a hand wrapped protectively around your hip or reaching into your pocket are moments of clear intimacy, a way for Nori to show off that you're his and he's yours, no one else's. The feeling of your hips against his is pure bliss, so tug him in upon the beltloops of his trousers to give him a grin nothing will wipe off!
Ori
Your entire face is his favorite, the ever-changing expressions and of course your smile. He can try to capture each and every variation, but that would take an age. As long as he wishes he could have with you. Your smile is like pure sunshine to him, your every furrow and twitch a treasure trove of information he hopes to be able to read like a book to be at your side with what you need in an instant. Your face projects your heart and soul in the most encapsulating, beautiful way, and the very sight of it never fails to bring Ori a rush of emotion.
Fili
He favors your thighs, loves the sturdy form of them and the soft skin of he can dig his hands into. Revels ever in the sensation of your legs tangling with his every time you sit together and he holds you on his lap, gesture of lifting you up onto him punctuated with a squeeze or two or three. Your shared moments of leisure are nothing short of treasure, the way you face him and peer into his eyes, one arms slung around your waist and the other hand tracing patterns on your thigh, falling into your warmth and softness like a trap he never wants to escape.
Kili
Shows a lot of love to your shoulders. He has his habit of kissing all the way up to your arm, but you also notice it when he playfully comes up behind you and lifts you off your feet, burying his head between your neck and shoulders. If your hair is long, sweeping it off your shoulder to replace it with his cheek or lips is so utterly romantic in Kili's mind. Same goes for baring them, sliding your top down or playfully unbuttoning it for access. And what better way to help you relax after a strenuous day than a massage, running his hands gently over your shoulders and kneading tension from your neck and back?
Bilbo
There's just something about your nose- the shape of it, the little ways it twitches and gives away the smallest expressions. Wrinkling in displeasure often shared with Bilbo himself and bringing moments of laughter amidst everything. A look shared between you two, after all, speaks volumes and strengthens your bond all at once, bringing a smile to Bilbo's face that he has one he can read so well. In your more affectionate moments the hobbit loves to pull you close, placing a kiss upon your adorable nose before moving down to peck your lips again and again, his own curving upward in contentment at your proximity.
Lindir
Your hands. True works of art and their creators all in one. Purveyors of your passion, be they plucking instruments, spreading paint across a canvas, delicately turning pages upon discoveries… Lindir could watch them work forever. Not to mention the shivers that run down his spine when they fall upon him, the sparks when those very same hands that bring forth beauty and command passion caress his face, bringing him eagerly to your delicious lips. Much as he enjoys their actions in freedom, sometimes he desires to keep them for himself, holding their warmth in his, intertwining your beautiful fingers and kissing the back of your hand to display the very connection of your souls.
Thranduil
Your neck, oh that gorgeous expanse, is the subject of much attention by Thranduil. Trailing kisses up its entirety before claiming your lips, even letting his teeth sink in ever so slightly. The woodland king's favorite method of distracting you while you work is to sneak his way behind you, hands reaching to your waist, head tilting, lips upon your neck. You can practically feel them smirk against you at the way you automatically tilt your own head to grant him access. Thranduil wants all to see that you belong to him, not as a possession, but as a promise he works to honor in all facets; thus, he indulges his love of adorning you with the most extravagant jewels he can find, standing you against his chest as he drapes his gift over your neck. For who but the king could provide such things? Tracing his hand over the jewels, he kisses your collarbones before his lips seek their favorite home.
Bard
There is something so alluring about your back- the way it is bared only for him, the tensing and shifting of muscles beneath flesh and the wonderful soft bits he can hold onto. Unable to resist running his hands up and down your spine when he holds and kisses you, Bard gets double the pleasure feeling the shivers he sends running down your skin. Plus such an area is a much more discreet place for love bites he may leave when he holds you from behind, placing kissed along your shoulders and neck.
Beorn
Beorn admires your arms. The strength they carry, the ripple of muscle with their every motion. Beyond the practical, he appreciates also the softer moments, the times you both surrender to vulnerability, arms wrapping tenderly around each other and your head falling against him gently. Trust for so long was a rarity, and yet her he is giving it, surrendering to your arms. In pauses from work Beorn often strides over to stand at your back, his hands rubbing your shoulders and trailing down your arms as he beckons you to come rest. Your eagerness brings rare smiles to his face and the way you flex your muscles even gets a laugh out of him.
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the hobbit movies really fumbled the bag with beorn’s entrance cause it was the funniest thing ever to read when it basically went like:
gandalf: man have i got a story for you
beorn: it better not be more fucking dwarves
gandalf, who absolutely has more dwarves: :)
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betyloca · 1 month
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Imagine: being a skinchanger girl traveling with Thorin's company and thinking that you were the last one until you met Beorn in his bear form.
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You were inside Beorn's house while the company was sleeping, you were very curious about him.
You believed for a long time that you were the last of your kind, you got up from where you were sleeping and walked silently towards the door to leave.
You were excited to meet someone like you. You began to walk cautiously when you felt something behind you watching you. You turned to look and saw a giant bear.
y/n: hello
You said as you sat on the grass not wanting to show any threat.
Y/n: I'm Y/n.
You saw how he approached you until he was inches from your face, you let him sniff you.
Y/n: I'm a skin changer like you.
He looked at you for a few seconds until you saw him leave for a moment you stayed sitting you thought maybe he was upset a few minutes passed until you saw a very tall man without a shirt facing you
Beorn: I'm Beorn.
You stood up from where you were sitting with a smile on your face.
Y/n: what a cute name
He crouched down to your height to look at you, inspecting you.
Beorn: I thought it was the last one.
Y/n: well here I am
you said as you smiled excitedly you saw how he smiled a little.
Beorn: What are you doing with a group of dwarves?
Y/N: I'm on a mission to take your home back from a dragon.
You saw how he frowned, it seems he didn't like that.
Beorn: You're still a child, you can't go on a mission like that, I can't allow it.
Y/N: Well, what a shame, you have a stubborn girl.
Beorn: Will you come back?
you said as he walked into the house.
Y/N: If I plan to come back, I just found a person who can put up with my antics, you won't get rid of me easily.
He smiled as he walked in behind you. It was exciting to see another skinchanger alive, but this one was more stubborn.
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mgcoco · 2 months
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Halsin and Beorn should hang out, I think they’d get along! 🐻 🍯
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