As Much As I Want To Believe Thorin And Bilbo Are Good Dads They Definitely Forget To Pick Frodo Up Frequently

These results are thus far disheartening, my dear followers please don’t let the elves win, lend me your votes

WIP for ‘After Training’

Thorin and Frodo are going back home after a very busy afternoon of goofing around training.

He’s getting a little misty eyed remembering his nephews being that little and also realizing how tall his little half hobbit son is already getting.

Bad light.

More gold sick Thorin and his treasure

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Can you draw Bilbo and Thorin eating something they cooked together?

Or Thorin kind of awkwardly trying to look after Sick Bilbo

Thorin’s doing his best ;-; I sorta combined the prompts with the second image (maybe bilbo helped by telling him the soup recipe ehehe) Thank you for the requests ^_^!!!

I heard the forest isn’t the only place you see roots. Bleach imports must be slow.

It gets to a point

Basalt is the prettiest rock

A little slice of a fic im working on

Post the Battle. It’s a nobody dies/everyone lives, Dw I wouldn’t hurt you all like that.

“How are you feeling, my boy?” Bilbo asked after a drawn out pause.

“Fucking terrible,” Kili groaned, his voice labored and raspy as though he wasn’t getting quit enough air, “Like I've been run over by an oliphant.”

“I'll bet… oh my bravest boys,” Bilbo heaved himself onto the bed edge and wrapped his arms around the raven-haired Durin son, “I was so scared. I thought I had lost all of you. Please don't ever scare me like this again. My heart can't take it, Kili, it really can't.” He wept.

Kili did his best to hug the hobbit to his side, his bruised fingers curling against the back of bilbos coat, the dwarfs somber expression made him look so much like his uncle that Bilbos' heart clenched painfully, and he hiccuped, holding the boy's bruised face in his hands “I am so proud of you” he kissed Kilis forehead.

Kili bumped his forehead against Bilbo’s in response, and they held there, sharing breath for a moment, eyes closed before Bilbo pulled away, gently pushing the boy's hair back out of his face. When Kili's eyes finally opened, they were glassy with tears.

“Please rest, my brave boys.” He reached down and pushed the hair out of Fili's sleeping face. They both suddenly looked so small in his eyes, so wounded and afraid.. it aches Bilbos heart, made his throat painful and tight and his eyes sting.

Kili sunk into the bed with a wince and rested his head against his brothers. Bilbo helped cover them up to their chests with a heavy fur blanket and kissed them again on the forehead, vowing to return as soon as they asked. Kili nodded, closing his eyes

Thorin please, use your eyes man

Nothing like your dead husband and nephews showing up at your front door to really stir up a quiet Tuesday night

My husband is a genius