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    A collection of fics written for 007 Fest 2020 as a member of Team 00 (Agent 0018). Fics were originally posted throughout the month of July on [ lille082 . tumblr . com ]

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    Thorin wasn't entirely sure why there was a six-foot candid photograph of him hanging in this exhibition, but he was going to wring the neck of whoever had put it there.

    In which Bilbo is a photographer, Thorin an accidental model, and Gandalf just likes to make trouble for everyone.

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    13 May 2026

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    “Well, of course!” Master Baggins spoke his observations in such a factual manner. “Handsome beards on the line of Durin indeed. Surely, I’d only look all the more foolish sitting next to you.”

    Thorin blinked and felt heat rush up beneath his cheeks. Prayed to Mahal that his humble beard might survive the sudden praise. For again, he had always wished that Master Baggins might find him attractive in spite of his less than suitable beard, but here was Master Baggins ever the Unexpected. And here he was dolling out such lovely compliments.

    “Not his beard,” Dwalin let out with a mirthful scoff. “It’s not any better than Kíli’s.”

    “Oh, nonsense!” Master Baggins furrowed his brow. “You mean to tell me that you dwarves consider it unattractive to groom one’s beard so short?”

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    09 Dec 2022

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    “Though,” Thorin finally says, lifting his eyes up from the flames, “I’m afraid the climb will be the easy part.”

    And maybe it will be, or maybe it won’t. Bilbo can’t say for sure until he’s done it, if he makes it up to the hidden door sewn into the mountainside or if he’ll be unlucky and fall. But Thorin’s words put him more at ease, as they’re meant to, and that night, as Bilbo stretches himself beneath a tree, the view of the mountain taking up more sky than sky itself, his mind drifts from the fears of what waits tomorrow towards something else: A small smile, lined in gold.

    -x-

    All those precious moments when a look, a touch, a smile, all come crashing together into a single, unescapable truth.

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    27 Oct 2022

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    Bilbo's grey eyes dart to Thorin's little companion, still perched in the crook of his arm.
    "Frodo?" he murmurs with a frown of utter incomprehension on his face, and then his gaze shifts back to Thorin once more. "Tho…" his voice gives in, and Bilbo tries again, with effort, "Thorin?"
    "At your service," Thorin breathes out, the most absurd thing he could have possibly come up with.

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    Twenty years after the Battle of the Five Armies, and two unexpected visitors appear on Bilbo's doorstep. (Yep, I did twist the timeline somewhat, all for the sake of... well, this XD Hope it was worth it.)

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    09 Oct 2022

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    So much longing

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    Once Bilbo arrives in the haunted stillness of Bag End, his chest aches to realize the house does not feel like a home anymore. His books are still there, his furniture is still there (once he hunts it down and returns it, dusty and fingerprinted, to its correct place.) But still, the feeling of pervasive strangeness remains. He at first chalks it up to having been empty: to a year of disuse, to odd scents filtering their way in and settling like cobwebs in the absence of his usual routine, tea and baking and the drying of herbs. Perhaps, once he begins these things again, it will not feel so cavernous, so lonely, so strangely and painfully bare, like a tree stripped of its leaves come winter.

    But weeks pass, and nothing changes. So maybe it’s not the emptiness, but the fact (which he is trying his very hardest to dutifully ignore) that he left his heart behind to crystalize in the caverns of the Lonely Mountain.

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    04 Oct 2022