Modern au mishanks who broke up in college and never spoke to each other again until their 30s because that's when their kids become friends and now they have to handle sleepovers and playdates like divorced parents handle child drop offs in the 7/11 parking lot
we all know and love smitten-yet-ridden-with-guilt-and-insecurities-Thorin, so here - I wrote some!
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Gandalf was right; Thorin is not cutting a very fine figure as King Under the Mountain. He knows that much, his bruise-dark undereyes and unkempt hair hardly adding to his already lacklustre appearance (much still needs done, and rest is for those more deserving than he). He had, however, not shorn his beard since the Battle, and while poorly maintained, the little length since gained might mask his less appealing facets. Maybe.
Thorin had never been a vain dwarf. His faults were many, he could see that much now (…not a ssssingle… the memories still makes his skin crawl), but vanity had rarely tormented him, despite having long been aware he would never hold any great dwarven beauty. Kili's pitiful beard was a family heirloom, of sorts; the line of Durin had seen many an unpolished gem. However…
Curls of spun gold, framing steely eyes. A mouth cut from stone…
Now, this was rather late in life to wish he had been born with some beauty to tempt with. His hammer bears down on the white-hot metal once more. If the thoughts could not be forced from his mind, his hands would force them into his craft. The blade is taking shape. Thorin was confident in his smithing; bending metal to his will had always come easier than attempting to do the same with the councils of Erebor. He would not falter now. And yet, as the garden trowel glows under his attention and the flames of his forge, he worries. It is not a courting gift, he swears it. Bilbo has simply found a patch of weeds in one of the less collapsed atriums of the outer wings, and how he had shone when he told the company of the things he would grow there.
Thorin is glad for it. Carving a garden from the rockface would have been much harder to explain away as a token of their friendship. But oh, to have Bilbo take root here like this. Plant your trees, watch them grow… Would Thorin get to see that acorn again? Would it make his heart claw its way out of his chest to lay itself bare for a hobbit that would never spare a longing glance for the likes of him? No… Thorin shakes his head with a rueful smile as he douses the finished tool in cold water, steam hissing. If Bilbo Baggins were ever to have his head turned by a dwarf, it would surely be someone much more handsome than this haggard King. The Shire has no kings, and Thorin was glad for it - it would be infinitely worse could he entertain the idea that Bilbo might come to admire the lustre of his crown, even if never that of his smile.
Thorin carves his maker's mark into the wooden handle, wincing at his own shameful indulgence, and yet unable to truly regret it. Thorin would provide his gem with the tools to plant his garden, and if Bilbo would stay a single day longer than planned to tend to it… Well, the whole of the mountain should be merrier for it. Yes, he decides, a set of gardening tools could not hurt. The sketches of a hundred courting bead designs covering his desk could yet be contained if he permits his heart this less perilous outlet.
And some random here and there facts
This is a Merthur au but the build up is slow. Merlin and Arthur spend majority of the plot forming a friendship and only then falling for each other. In fact, in the beginning of the plot Merlin is kinda of fresh out of a unsuccessful fling with Edwin (which definitely doesn't have any major consequences) and at some point him and Lance have something forming between them. So, if I'm going to continue, I might sketch both
Morgana was trained almost on the same combat level as Arthur and keeps it up. Gwen has a degree in mechanical engineering specifically but still does blacksmithing for a hobby
Freya has her goddamn teahouse somewhere around where Gaius lives and she's Merlin's close friend I'm tired of her being an unhappy character kbkkhhknt
Leon has a long-term partner he refused to disclose any personal information about, including gender, for a long time and eventually it turned out they're just non-binary and a published writer
desperately need iwtv3 to feature a scene with daniel chasing armand through the crowd at a night club/rave with strobe red lights and overwhelmingly loud techno/dark wave/electro music blaring in the bg
do u see sanji as some brand of genderqueer or more transfem? i love both sm but im curious about ur view specifically
Kind of both honestly. The headcanons I draw usually aren't put together in the same timeline, mostly it's just things I'd love to explore. As his character in general, genderqueer/gender-fluid Sanji is my favourite because the idea of them growing into their femininity instead of internalising it makes me feel a lot. I see him as someone pretty comfortable with presenting masculine most of the time, but (I ranted a lot about this on twitter lol) intentionally or not, identity struggle is a big part of his character and I really wish it wasn't written off as just a running gag. Thriller Bark was sort of a break off for Sanji's development and, in my head, if Oda continued working on their inner world instead of just kind of shallowing Sanji out, some sort of gender flexibility would be a beautiful conclusion for them. So, that's my "canon" rendition of Sanji
Canon and Oda's writing is the reason I'm kind of reluctant to push my thoughts on Sanji being a trans woman to a bigger public because I feel like it correlates with a lot of harmful stereotypes about trans women, which makes me personally and other trans folks uncomfortable. With how the original source treats Sanji, I really don't want the wrong audience to turn something so joyful into something vile. She's very dear to me, I think she would've been an amazing character with an amazing story that I'm absolutely loving to explore rn, but I'm keeping her for myself and all of you hehe