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madamebaggio · 6 months

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"The Expendables 4" was actually painful to watch, but I confess that I only decided to do it because Jason Statham and Megan Fox would be a couple in it, and that's dream threesome right there.

Anyway, the movie was worse than I thought it'd be, so I decided to make gifs and that's that.

God, that movie was bad...

But damn, are they hot or what?

#madame baggio #my gifs #the expendables 4 #the expendables #jason statham #megan fox

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chaoticproductivity · 1 year

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If you assume... [Part 8]

It was all perfect, in the end.

The gold statue was of remarkable resemblance to Bilbo.

The food and drinks were plentiful, the music invigorating, and the base of the mountain was brightened by merry laughter.

Gandalf's fireworks illuminated the night sky with butterflies, birds, flowers, horses, even ships.

And the wizard himself had been as pleasant a surprise as the hobbits Drogo and Primula, since Mithrandir was the one responsible for them arriving safely at Erebor.

Now Bilbo was dancing with his cousins while the dwarves cheered them on. With red dusting his cheeks from drinking and having fun, both coat and vest were discarded, and one of the suspenders was hanging from his shoulder. He looked lovely.

And yet, Thorin was beating himself up while downing mug after mug of very good quality mead.

Bilbo had thought Thorin intended to leave him.

While Thorin was thinking he was being very clever and attentive preparing a surprise birthday party for his husband, said husband thought him a traitor.

Bilbo had sought him out, Thorin had avoided him.

Durin's beard, Thorin had almost rejected him, and would have if he had followed through with the sleeping apart plan for Bilbo not finding out.

Thorin gulped down the rest of the mead.

The party was perfect and the King Under the Mountain felt miserable for putting doubt of his feelings in his beloved's heart and mind, even for a minute.

"Thorin!" Bilbo came running to sit by his husband's side. "There you are. Almost did not see you here in the dark." The hobbit took a sip from the goblet of wine he had brought along, Dóri's chosen one. Then he took a better look at his husband. "You are brooding. Why are you brooding?"

"I am not brooding."

"I can see you brooding all the way from Lake City." This time, Thorin frowned at his husband, but Bilbo pressed. "What is the matter?"

"There is no..."

"Do not try to fool me, Thorin Oakenshield. I may be a little tipsy, but I know you better than that. At least, when you are not trying to throw me a surprise birthday party."

Thorin flinched and Bilbo knew where the injury lay.

"What is it? Was there something not to your liking?"

"No. You seem to be enjoying yourself."

"And I am, thank you very much." Bilbo was trying his hardest to be patient and coax the truth out of his husband about his dark demeanour at his party when they were supposed to be having fun together. "But I will not be for long if you keep hiding things from me."

Thorin sighed and the hobbit knew he had won.

"I am sorry, love."

"Whatever for?" Bilbo's brown eyes rounded in surprise.

"I had no intention of lying to you to the point you thought I might be unfaithful." Thorin finally admitted, but was unable to look Bilbo in the eye. "I had to do things behind your back because it was a surprise, but never thought you could think I was being deceitful, that I could ever think of replacing you."

"Oh Thorin."

"I had no intention of placing doubt in your heart."

"You did not." Bilbo put the goblet down and turned fully to face his husband. "I placed doubt in my own heart. You were only trying to make me happy while also dealing with my nosiness."

Thorin finally turned his head up to look at Bilbo, standing in front of him while the King remained sitting. That made it easier for Thorin to grab him by the suspenders and pull the hobbit closer between his legs.

"You are indeed very nosy, burglar." The dwarf's blue eyes sparkled.

"And here I thought that was the prerogative of a good burglar."

"You are a very good burglar, then."

"Well, I was able to rob a dragon of its treasure." Bilbo's smile grew as he looked at his husband. "And a King of his heart."

"A very good burglar indeed", said Thorin before stealing his husband's lips.

(Bilbo's POV)

#madame baggio #tilim #AU #gifs not mine #the hobbit #bilbo baggins #thorin oakenshield #thorin x bilbo #bagginshield #if you assume

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iinterludia · 1 month

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Fanfic do Dia #9: A Senhora de Nárnia - Madame Baggio

SINOPSE: Crossover Nárnia x Senhor dos Anéis - O destino reservara algo para a Rainha Gentil, algo que estava além das praias de Nárnia. Uma escuridão ganhava força na Terra Média e viria por eles um dia. Susan ia impedir isso a qualquer custo. Uma jornada para destruir o Um Anel começou, a Sociedade se formou. Susan ia lutar até o fim.

TÍTULO: A Senhora de Nárnia AUTOR(ES): Madame Baggio CATEGORIA:UNIVERSO TOLKIEN COUPLE: SULAS (SUSAN & LEGOLAS) GÊNERO: FANTASIA, ROMANCE TAGS: crossover, tolkien, lotr, nárnia, arqueiros apaixonados, ONDE LER: Fanfiction.Net

COMENTÁRIOS [ ⚠️Alerta de Spoiler]

Pausa nas postagens e voltei com esse casal diferente. Adoro a Madame Baggio, ela tem uns casais bem diferentes em histórias muito legais. Aliás, ela ainda vai aparecer muito aqui nos posts do FDD, tenho muitas histórias dela para recomendar aqui no blog.

Não vou me estender muito e por isso só digo uma coisa: Susan e Legolas são dois arqueiros e no final quem levou flechada foi o elfo que teve seu coração arrematado pela rainha.

Susan é uma mulher de atitude, e se ela disse que iria fazer parte da Sociedade do Anel e ajudar Frodo a destruir o anel, então estava dito e ai de quem se metesse. Legolas não teve nem chance e se apaixonou de primeira. Gado demais, gosto assim, kkk.

Para quem gosta dos universo de Senhor dos Anéis e As Crônicas de Nárnia é uma fanfic bem gostosinha para você ler, a Isa já deixa claro que é baseado muito mais nos filmes do que nos livros, então sem estresse. Falo isso porque tem uns calabresos nos fandoms que não entende o que é uma fic e fica cobrando canonicidade nas fic, gente pelo amor de Deus…fic é pra ser o que o ficwritter quiser, pô.

Por hoje é só,

XOXO, Interludia.

#iinterludia #interludia #fanfic do dia #fanfic #legolas #lfdr #susan #susan pevensie #legolas greenleaf #narnia #fdd #fdd:narnia

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madamebaggio · 1 year

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“These are my bros.”

“Parker…” Hardison sighed. “No.”

“Pals?” She tried again.

“No.” Eliot growled.

“Besties?”

“No!”

“Frenemies?”

“PARKER!”

“Husbands, Parker.” Hardison finally said, after taking a really long breath. “We’re your husbands.”

“Oh! Right! That’s it.”

#madame baggio #crack #gifs not mine #leverage ot3 #leverage #ot3 #parker #alec hardison #eliot spencer #parker x hardison x eliot

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madamebaggio · 6 months

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Notes: Previously...

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“Jon…”

“No.”

“Joooooooooooooon.”

“Sansa, no!”

“My love…”

“Do not use such underhanded tricks on me.”

‘“Babe.”

*Jon takes deep breath in*

“No.” *voice trembling.*

“Please.”

“Fine! You can be little spoon again tonight.”

“Thank you!”

#madame baggio #crackship #gifs not mine #snippet #game of thrones #sansa stark #au #jon snow #jonsa #married jonsa

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madamebaggio · 1 year

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“No. End of discussion.”

“Eliot! That’s not fair.”

“Fairness has nothing to do with this, Hardison.”

“Excuse you? Nothing to do with this? So what have we been fighting for all this time?”

“Oh, don’t you dare bring our work into this.”

“You’re the one saying that being fair is not important.”

“Don’t put words into my mouth…”

“Parker.” Sophie asked softly, as she came to stand next to the other woman. “What’s wrong?” She eyed the two men in concern.

“Oh they’re just arguing.”

“I can see that.” Sophie sighed. “Why are they arguing?”

“Oh. They’re trying to decide who’s going to be tiny spoon today.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“When we sleep we have someone who’s the tiny spoon, because they’re being spooned by the other two.”

“And neither of them want to be the tiny spoon?” Sophie asked.

“No. They both want to be it today.”

#madame baggio #parker x hardison x eliot #ot3 #leverage ot3 #gifs not mine #snippet #leverage #parker #eliot spencer #alec hardison

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madamebaggio · 2 months

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Notes: Previously... (and the last part ;))

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Éomer was smirking. “Really?”

Her smile was a slow, tentative thing. “Yes.”

Éomer cupped her face between his big hands, then lowered his forehead to hers. “If you want me to stop, let me know.”

Lothíriel knew that Éomer was a man of his word -it was one of the things she admired the most about him -but the gentleness he used to kiss her almost made her melt. He lowered his mouth to hers as if he had all the time in the world to do this. He brushed his lips against hers, before pressing them together.

His big hands never left her face, even as his kiss became just a bit firmer. Just enough to make her curious.

There was so much to feel: his beard against her skin, his kisses, his hands, his smell… Lothíriel had been unsure where to put her hands on him, and settled for his shoulders. They were incredibly firm under her palms, and she had the sudden desire to let her hands explore him, find more of him.

But she was a proper lady, so she didn’t do it.

“Good.” Éomer broke the kiss as gently as he started it. “Good start.” He said, his thumb brushing her cheek.

“Start?” She opened her eyes slowly, dazed.

“Yes. There’s more. Would you like to try it, or do you want to stop?”

“More?” She frowned. “What is more?”

His smile was soft and fond. “I can kiss you deeper.”

“Oh.” Lothíriel had no idea what he meant by that. “Sounds lovely, let us do that.”

Éomer chuckled before resuming the exact same position they were in before: his hands on her face, hers on his shoulders and kissing.

Except… It was nothing like the other time. Éomer was still gentle about it, but she soon understood what he meant for ‘deeper’.

His tongue traced her lips, and shocked by the sensation, Lothíriel opened them for him. Only to be even more shocked by what came next, how his tongue caressed hers in tantalizing strokes.

It was decadent, hot and it felt… It felt like she shouldn’t be doing it, because something so good had to be wrong, right? At least it was what her aunt would say.

However, she had no strength -or desire -to stop this slow burn taking over her body. If this was just the kissing portion of the night, how would she survive whatever came next?

Talking about next…

“Éomer.” She pulled back, breathing hard. “After the kiss…”

“Yes?” His eyes were darker somehow.

She licked her lips nervously. “What happens?”

“Well…” In a fast movement, he picked her up, making her squeal. Éomer laughed as he carried her the short distance to his bed and laid her down. “I will do this.”

She frowned. “Put me to sleep?”

He chuckled. “No, love. Carry you to bed, where we will kiss some more.” He sat next to her.

“And?” Lothíriel pressed.

He chuckled. “I am still trying to find the words to explain it.”

The princess frowned. “Is it that complicated?”

Éomer sighed. “No, it is not that.” He assured her with a smile. “I just… I never had to explain this to someone before.”

“So it is complicated.”

Éomer laughed, and laid down next to her. “No, I promise it is not. I am just trying to find the words to explain it to you, and only now I noticed that it might sound somewhat… Odd when explained to someone.”

Lothiriel frowned. “Odd?”

“I am making this worse.” He groaned in frustration. Éomer took a deep breath in. “What will happen between us in this bed can have many meanings. It can be done out of love, pleasure, friendship and even confort. Yes, it can be done for bad reasons, but none of those have anything to do with us.”

He cupped her face. “I will kiss you more, but I will also touch more.”

“Where?” She asked, her voice soft.

“Anywhere you will let me.” He told her truthfully. “I did not lie when I said I would not do anything you did not wish for. If you do not want to be touched or kissed anywhere else…”

“You would kiss me in… Other places?” Her eyes were round and shocked.

He smirked at her. “Princess, I would love to kiss every inch of your body.”

She frowned. “Certainly not every inch.”

“Every, Single. One.”

A blush stole across her face. “Would I… Would I do the same?”

Éomer cleared his throat. “Well, only if it was something you wanted to do.”

“Would we put out the candles?”

“If you wanted to.”

“And the clothes?”

“Whatever you want to.”

Her frown got deeper. “Why do you keep saying that?”

“Because it is the truth.” Éomer said simply. “I do not wish to do anything you might find uncomfortable. This is new for you, and I do not want you to fear my touch or our life together.”

She sighed. “Alright. I understand. I think.” She amended.

Éomer kissed the tip of Lothíriel’s nose. “There is nothing to fear.” He assured the princess. “We will do this anyway we want it and no one can tell us differently.”

Lothíriel felt her heart fill with fondness. “Thank you, Éomer.”

His smile was bright. “You are more than welcome, Lothíriel.”

#madame baggio #gifs not mine #the lord of the rings #cross posted on ao3 #eomer #lothiriel #eomer x lothiriel #the time to ask questions

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madamebaggio · 3 months

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Notes: As "Maybe we shouldn't (but we will)" (a.k.a. The bucket list) was the second most voted on our end of the year poll, I'll post the beginning of the next chapter for you all.

Let me know your feelings.

Previously...

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Chapter 15

Sam sighed as he watched Jon playing with the pint on his hand. When his friend had asked him out for a drink, Sam imagined something had happened and that it had something to do with the Sansa situation -how he called it in his head.

Sam knew Jon very well; they’d been friends for a long time and went through a lot together. There wasn’t much he didn’t know about the other man.

Sure, he hadn’t expected Jon to get into this… Situation with Sansa Stark. He’d never got the impression that there was anything between them, and he’d seen them together on many occasions. Jon hadn’t talked much about Sansa before, so it was a bit of a shock.

However, Sam didn’t really think it was the craziest match possible. When he’d thought about it better, it did make a lot of sense. They were both steady, loyal and kind people. In Sam’s head, Jon and Sansa made more sense than most of Jon’s previous relationships.

The man in question let out a long sigh, and Sam figured he was ready to say whatever was in his head.

“I’m in love with Sansa.”

Well… Now Sam was glad he hadn’t taken a sip from his beer. “I see.” He dragged the last word.

Jon looked at him. “You do?”

“I mean…” Sam cleared his throat. “I think it was bound to happen.”

Jon frowned. “It was?”

Sam snorted. “Jon… Come on. You’re the king of getting involved with people. And Sansa is pretty amazing. It isn’t shocking that, once you spent more time together, you’d realize she’s amazing and…” He shrugged.

“You could’ve warned me.”

“I’m pretty sure when you told me it was already too late.”

Jon sighed again. “We spent time together before.” He defended himself quietly.

“Not like this.”

Jon’s next sigh was even more dramatic. “Are you going to tell her?” Sam wanted to know.

“Not yet.” When he saw Sam’s arched eyebrow, Jon hurried to explain. “Sansa is… Discovering herself right now. We’ve had a lot of discussions, and only now she feels more comfortable to say what she wants or not. Her self-confidence took a lot of hits in the last years and in her last relationships. She needs more time.”

“More time for what?”

“To decide whether what she feels when she’s with me is real or not.” Jon’s eyes dipped back to his untouched pint. “Right now she’s enjoying the high, learning about herself… I don’t want to confuse her.”

“I see your point, but then you aren’t being exactly honest with her, right?”

“I don’t intend to drag this indefinitely, Sam.” Jon assured him. “Not even to the end of the list. I also don’t intend to lie to her. If she asks me about my feelings, I’ll tell her honestly. But I think she needs a bit more time. She needs to feel more confident and more certain of what she wants or not.”

“Including you.”

“Including me.”

“I get what you’re saying, Jon, I truly do. But…” It was Sam’s turn to sigh. “Don’t wait too long. Yes, she might need time, but you don’t. You’re in love already. The more time you let pass, the worse this can get for you.”

“I know, Sam.” Jon nodded. “As I said, I don’t intend to lie to her, or anything. I just want her to figure it out on her own.”

Sure. Nothing could go wrong with that, right?

#madame baggio #crackship #images not mine #fanfiction #posted on ao3 #game of thrones #au #sansa stark #jon snow #a special bucket list #jonsa

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madamebaggio · 1 year

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Random lord: “Because your wife…”

Jon *springing from his chair*: “AHA! So you do recognize that this is my wife?”

RL *now confused*: “Well, yes, she is…”

Jon: “Mine.”

RL: “... Yes.”

Jon: “And she could have married anyone on this land and she chose me. ME! My wife.”

Sansa *trying not to smile and failing miserably*: Jon, I think we should continue with the meeting.

#madame baggio #crackship #gifs not mine #snippet #game of thrones #au #sansa stark #jon snow #jonsa #married jonsa

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madamebaggio · 2 months

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GUYS!

I’m still not dead. Just generally uninspired 😓😓😓

Anyway, what I did manage to do was this short video for Sansa and Arthur.

I hope you enjoy it.

#madame baggio #crackship #crossover #crossover pairings #game of thrones #sansa stark #king arthur legend of the sword #arthur pendragon #sansa x Arthur

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madamebaggio · 2 years

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“This is a terrible idea.”

“To be fair… We aren’t famous for having good ideas.”

“You don’t say?”

“Where’s your sense of adventure, Uncle Bilbo?”

“I used all my sense of adventure already, thanks to you lot.”

“And it was great. Keep that in mind.”

“Thorin. Do something about this.”

“Sorry, my love, but dwarves will be dwarves.”

“Destruction of property is ‘dwarves being dwarves’?”

“If we are being honest, they deserve it.”

“Thorin!”

“Those elves are too annoying. This barn is ridiculous. Pick your excuse.”

“I can’t believe I married into this family.”

#madame baggio #crackship #au #gifs not mine #the hobbit #Thorin Oakenshield #bilbo baggins #thorin x bilbo #bagginshield

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madamebaggio · 1 year

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“Thorin, my love, why are you…”

“Have another blanket.”

“I have quite enough.”

“I do not want you to freeze.”

“Freeze? We have a fire, and you’ve just covered me with blankets.”

“I don’t want to risk it.”

“Risk what?”

“You becoming catatonic.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“Gandalf told me Hobbits go into a state of deep stupor if they get cold.”

“Thorin… My love… Remember that big battle we fought together?”

“Of course I do.”

“Do you -by any chance -remember what was the weather like that day?”

“Obviously. It was…”

“Yes?”

“It was snowing.”

“Did I look catatonic then?”

“...”

“Did Gandalf lie to me?”

“What do you think?”

#madame baggio #crackship #gifs not mine #snippet #au #the hobbit #Thorin Oakenshield #bilbo baggins #bagginshield

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madamebaggio · 6 months

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“What’s going on here?”

“Bilbo!”

“Uncle!”

“We can explain!”

“Can we?”

“... What are you doing? Exactly.”

“Well, you see…”

“Not you, Bofur. Anyone else. Fíli.”

“Why me?”

“You wouldn’t lie to your favorite uncle, would you?”

“Fíli, be strong!”

“I talked to Thorin about your engagement to Sigrid.”

“FÍLI, NO!”

“WE ARE TALKING ABOUT YOUR ANNIVERSARY AND HOW UNCLE THORIN IS GOING TO DIE OF ANXIETY BEFORE IT EVEN GETS HERE!!!”

“...”

“Well, Fíli, I think it’s safe to say we all lost a little bit of respect for you there, lad.”

#madame baggio #crack #gifs not mine #snippet #the hobbit #bilbo baggins #thorin’s company #bagginshield

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madamebaggio · 6 months

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“What happened to you?”

“Well, I was born and then it kept getting worse.”

Matt’s frown just got deeper. “Jess, I’m serious. Your face…”

She rolled her eyes. “You can’t even see it.”

“I know you’re hurt!” He pressed. “What happened?”

His tone made Jessica cross her arms. “None of your business, Murdock.”

He could hear the warning in her tone. Jessica didn’t like it when he showed that he cared. She had all those walls around her, and every time he tried to break one down, she just made them stronger.

“Yes, it’s my business.” He threw back. “Because I care about you.”

“Then don’t.” She snarled at him.

This was different. She was shaking with fury, her heartbeat was out of control and Matt didn’t really think this was about him. Not exactly.

“Jess.” He called softly. “I’m not against you. I know you’re strong and fucking smart, but it doesn’t mean you have to do anything alone.”

“Murdock…”

“Just tell me what happened.” He asked, so gently. “And I’ll get you pizza, a drink, a place to rest. Whatever you need.”

“I can’t…”

“You know you can trust me.” He pointed out.

And he could hear her body relaxing.

#madame baggio #crackship #gifs not mine #snippet #marvel's defenders #the defenders #jessica jones #daredevil #matt murdock #darejones #mattjess #matt murdock x jessica jones

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madamebaggio · 1 year