Hobbit Prompt Post 17 -- CLOSED
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Welcome to the 17th Hobbit Prompt Post!
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Welcome to the 17th Hobbit Prompt Post!
Guidelines:
Both anon and non-anon posting is allowed. If you think you recognise an anon, keep it to yourself and don't out them. IP tracking is off
Multiple fills are encouraged
Concrit is allowed, but kinkshaming, hijacking, and flaming are not tolerated. There is also no flaming ( Read more... )
It turned out that Thorin hadn't fallen into gold sickness; he wasn't searching the Arkenstone obsessively to take as his own, he didn't plug the front gates and refused the Lakemen gold for no reason, and he didn't dress himself nicely to feel regal.
He dressed himself to make an impression (like peacocks do to attract their intended), he barred entrance because he wanted to get some safe places in Erebor checked and cleaned up, and he was looking for the Arkenstone to give away to his intended: Bard the Dragonslayer.
"And for the last time, I'm not sick!"
Seriously, there's barely any Thorin/Bard pairings! Please let this happen! And don't make it crack! Make it funny but not cracky funny.
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By killing Smaug, Bard allows Thorin to reclaim the Mountain (proposal) and, in acceptance, Thorin would present Bard with a share of the dragon's hoard but not before answering with a proposal of his own. Which, naturally, involves showing off his MAJESTIC self, barring his intended from Erebor until everything's spick-and-span (hard to do after centuries of no housekeeping), and offering a suitable token. What could be more fitting than a symbol of his kingship! Since, to his great fortune, Bard is of royal lineage, too, and heir to neighboring Dale, i.e. there won't be any problems in combining their estates upon their union. Now, if only he could find that blasted gem... XD ( ... )
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So, you know, why not? Sure! I'll fill this! I'm pretty easy-no begging needed!-and maybe I can do this as a writing exercise, with shorter paragraphs and scenes, more dialogue. Hopefully, that will limit the amount of time I have to spend on this to manageable blocks I can fit around work on my multichaptered fic(s), which is almost always going to be a priority for me. I don't know when I'll be able to start or how long the posts will be. Probably not long. But I'll try my best. Sorry I can't promise you anything more!
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Glimmering in Bard's hand was the Arkenstone, bright as a splinter of the moon caught in ice and unmistakable. Thorin was astounded. "What sorcery is this?" he asked sharply. "How came you by the heirloom of my house?"
Bard did not answer. Instead he said, "Can we not now agree to terms, Thorin son of Thráin?" His voice was even and his gaze steady on Thorin, carefully not searching out any other familiar figures that might be on the ramparts.
From where he stood watching next to Balin, Bilbo gulped and tried not to fidget. Grateful as he was that Bard, unable to convince him of the folly of returning to Thorin's side, wished to keep him from Thorin's ire by not naming him a thief, he ( ... )
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Thorin had brooded long after his parley with Bard, then commanded the Company to make more haste in scouring the treasure hoard for the Arkenstone, frowning darkly at the damage done by Smaug to the Mountain's halls and stilling whenever Bard's name was mentioned or his promise to share Erebor's wealth. So frightful was Thorin at those times, eyes agleam with a feverish energy and body drawn taut as a fiddle string, that the Company soon stopped asking. Contrary to Thorin's belief, Bilbo had no earthly idea what was running through the Dwarf's mind, confound him! ( ... )
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my
god
ohmygod
OHMYGOD
NO
Why is there not more
*shakes internet*
I need more of this right now!
You have killed me. More Thorin/Bard, BY YOU?!
*heavy breathing*
Okay okay. Commenting like a grown up, I can do that.
Um.
Okay first of all, I totally lost it at Thorin shouting down from the parapet.
And Bard almost falling from his horse.
Your Bilbo pov is very enjoyable to read and very well done. It's very Bilbo, I think.
Are you planning on keeping his point of view or will you change to other people?
This totally isn't crack, by the way, this is way too amazing for crack and it's from you!
Thor's hairy armpits, my day is complete.
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Are you planning on keeping [Bilbo's] point of view or will you change to other people?
You don't think I'd pass up a chance to write a Bard POV of this, do you? No, of course not! The lengthiest middle section should be Bard's, then it's back to Bilbo, I think. As the only two sane men, lol, allowing Thorin, Thranduil, Gandalf, Dáin, etc. to keep their air of nutbar inscrutability. I'm very glad you found Bilbo's narration enjoyable; he's not a character I've written much of, and my prose on the whole tends to be a little too formal and ornate for Hobbits, I feel ( ... )
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At the time, Bilbo thought his mother had exaggerated, for she had a love of colorful speech that exceeded any other except, perhaps, the affection she bore for husband and son; Uncle Longo was all smiles at the handfasting, graciously greeting the guests with his blushing bride-to-be on his arm. Were the trials of courtship truly so terrible? Could they turn even so stout a Dwarf as Thorin... dragonish?
But Thorin and-his mind stuttered, shying from the idea-and Bard? Bilbo knew little of how Men and Dwarves went ( ... )
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