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The Broken Shield (Thorin & Frerin brotherhood fic)
Written for the TSF 2023 Event by @thorinsspringforge
Event Partner Artist: @cycas
Story also features Thranduil Oropherion and the Elvenqueen Maereth (SotWK OC)
Summary: Thorin and Frerin, the young Princes of Erebor, rise above the grudges and prejudices of their forefathers to forge an alliance with the Elves of Mirkwood during the War of the Dwarves and Orcs. But the tenuous bonds of friendship are shattered when tragic losses suffered by both sides lead to grievances, misunderstandings, and an even greater divide between the two races.
Word count: 9.5 k
Content: Brotherly bonds, war, angst, family drama, Dwarf-Elf relations, Line of Durin history, Mirkwood and Thranduil history, Thranduil's family, pre-BotFA, pre-Oakenshield
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Major character deaths
To Read on AOC: Link
Artist credit: @cycas
The Broken Shield
Third Age 2791, Dunland
With a furious scrape of chair legs against the floor, he was out the tavern's door faster than Thorin could have anticipated.
"Where are you going?!" Thorin scrambled after him, nearly colliding with a hapless barmaid and her fully laden tray in his haste. "Frerin, stop! Wait!!"
But his brother did not listen; he did not even slow his angry pace. This had become a disturbing pattern with Frerin of late. The steady, reliable young dwarf who used to never question anything his elders told him, was mutating into a stubborn goat who seemed to challenge half the orders he was given. Whether the change was due to Frerin's recent achievement of reaching the age of maturity, or because of the lady that had inflamed his passions to reckless heights, Thorin could only guess. He only wished his little brother could have picked a better time to lose his heart and head to a dwarrowdam.
But he probably should have kept this opinion behind sealed lips.
This.Was.So.Amazing! I'm completely worn out of all emotions this story brought out in me.
I was aggravated and exasperated, overjoyed and smitten, saddened and heartbroken to the point I couldn't stop the tears flowing down my face while commuting back home from work. This was such a rollercoaster but I love it!
Thank you! ❤
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young Thorin having harp lessons! and a little bonus with Frerin and Dís 🐣
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The Hobbit Advent Calendar Day 9: Hug Attack
Today's fic is based off @sketch-and-write-lover's request that contained two words: "HUG ATTACK!!!" I hope you'll like it!
Relationships: Thrór & a bunch of assorted pebbles Rating: G Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, cuddling
A Durin commission for @kokorrosive ! 🐻 They asked for a picture with Thorin and Frerin trying to cheer up little Dís, who’s mad at them!
I had so much fun painting this one, thanks so much for commissioning me! 💕
Imagine Thorin looking out for you after your bethrothed, Frerin, dies at the Battle of Azanulbizar
- Being a similar age to Frerin the two of you had grown up together in Erebor.
- He’d always admired you but it was not until after the Sack of Smaug that he’d realised how deep his feelings actually run.
- You were running yourself ragged trying to help the sick, injured, and orphaned among the refugee population - never once pausing to take proper care of yourself.
- You’d made yourself a true leader in this time of adversity - strong willed, hardworking but tender hearted.
- So Frerin had quickly confessed his feelings to you and asked if you would allow him to court you.
- After a brief but intense whirlwind of a courtship the two of you were ready to take the next step when Thror, in his ever increasing deluded state, had decided that it was time to take back Moria.
- So Frerin promised you that you’d be wed in your ancestral home as soon as victory was claimed.
- However, such a time would never come as when the battle ended and the men returned Thorin was the only Durin who came back.
- It was he who delivered the news to you of his brothers gruesome death, collapsing on your floor in an almost catatonic state that you had never seen the prince in - shaking with unimaginable grief over all he had lost.
- You’d joined him on the floor that night, crying for your lost love, curled up in Thorin’s arms as you consoled one another.
- Since that day the two of you had gained a newfound respect and friendship. You’d always gotten along but it seemed that you had a deeper understanding of the sorrow and burden that one another faced.
- With no family left and your betrothed dead, you followed Thorin devoutly. He, Dìs, and her sons were the closest thing you had to family.
- This was owed in part to your growing up with them and Frerin’s insistence that you be involved in family matters as much as possible.
- In the hardest months following Frerin’s death when you were grief stricken and ill, Thorin nursed you making sure you ate regularly, hydrated, and slept enough.
- It wasn’t as if he didn’t have enough to be dealing with as the crown prince and now sole leader of his people, but you were his family and he knew that it was his brothers wish that he looked after you
- Besides, you had always been a friend and had come to be like a sister to the darrow.
- Thorin would make sure that you shared lodgings with him, Dìs, and the young princes so that he knew you were safe and warm for the night.
- If the five of you were sleeping out as the caravan of refugees wandered the wilderness then he’d make sure you were tucked up securely with his sister, the two princes in between you, as he watched on.
- When the lot of you had settled in the Blue Mountains and Thorin had forged his halls, there was always a warm bed and meal for you.
- The pain of losing Frerin lessened with time but never truly went away. On your worst days Thorin would simply sit with you and braid your hair as you both got lost in your thoughts of times long passed.
- The intimacy of the act of hair braiding brought you a great comfort and lessened the ache of loneliness. Instead the two of you felt more whole in these moments than any other, relishing in your small family.
- Overall, despite the gruffness and sourness that continued to grow in his chest the longer you all strayed from Erebor, Thorin would ALWAYS make sure you felt welcomed and accepted as another Durin. Mahal knows that if his brother had survived that you’d have certainly been one.
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A lil age progression for the siblings :)
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Naptime ft. teenage Thorin and Frerin with lil baby Dìs 💖
@linasofia @legolasbadass @middleearthpixie @fizzyxcustard @joyfullynervouscreator @xxbyimm @i-did-not-mean-to @asgardianhobbit98 Just look at this cuteness! 😍
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During the days they slept under the skies, Dís would often be jolted awake by her nightmares. But her older brother Frerin would always comfort her by softly singing until she fell back asleep.
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Santaaaaaaa, fluff overload with this one:
how about the Durin siblings (Thorin, Frerin, and Dis) playing in the snow as children? Maybe it's Dis' first winter?💙
Hello @legolasbadass 💚💖💙 It seems that you've been a good girl because you're getting lots of silliness and fluff in this one! Enjoy :) When thinking about what to write today, I found this cute piece of art by @mightysquareroot (check out their art while you're at it!). The feisty Dis made me giggle so much that I just had to include that kind of attitude in this fic. In my mind, she's the mastermind here ;) In my story, the Durin kids are a bit younger, but I hope I captured the spirit there!
Day 11: BAM!
Fandom: The Hobbit Relationships: Frerin & Thorin & Dis Rating: G Author's notes: mischief and shenanigans, snow, fluff, silliness
Oh my goodness! This was so much fun and entertaining! The way the brothers obviously love their little sister. Dís is just delightful, having so much fun along the ride, literally, just giggling. She's quite a rascal and mischievious little lady. And that rattle of hers...Bam! I just love her kiddie language. 😄
Do yourself a favour and read this amazing story!
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The Hobbit Advent Calendar Day 9: Hug Attack
Today's fic is based off @sketch-and-write-lover's request that contained two words: "HUG ATTACK!!!" I hope you'll like it!
Relationships: Thrór & a bunch of assorted pebbles Rating: G Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, cuddling
Aww, the kids and their antics! Who can resist them, they are such a joy and mood uplifters, just like Thrór noticed! 🥰🥰🥰
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Advent calendar idea: braid week in erebor. You braid each other's hair and kiss under the mistletoe. Here's the twist. In our culture its just a kiss. In dwarven culture its instant marriage. With thorin please. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁
Hi @lilith15000 and @elliepie1226 💚💖💙
This little ficlet is for you. I hope it'll get you into the winter holiday mood :)
Day 6: Mistletoe
Fandom: The Hobbit Relationships: Thorin x non-Dwarf!Reader Rating: G Warnings: post-BOTFA, Everyone (and I mean EVERYONE) Lives AU, kissing under mistletoe, fluff
I must have read this three times already today with a huge love filled grin on my face, sighing, oohing, aahing and plainly melting with happiness and love! 🥰🥰🥰
#the hobbit advent calendar#thorin#thorin x reader#thorin x you#thorin x y/n#thorin oakenshield#the hobbit#christmas#yule#kiss under mistletoe#braids#cheeky and flirty dis x vili#not to mention bombur and bofur#nearly forgot fili and kili#those little buggers 😉#I wonder where they got their cheekiness 😉#frerin#balin#dwalin#nori#gloin
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Thorin and Frerin
Gerard Butler is my canon Frerin
And mine. I always imagine him when I write fics that include him.
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And on that day they walked into open court, Thrain’s three: The heir with his eyes fixed ahead as if he knew and challenged what Fate was preparing for him; the spare who looked at all present in the moment with a ready smile, and the princess who, always careful, risked a look behind; as if she knew what they were leaving, and where they could never return the same.
Thrain’s Three [++]
Headcanon boom warning. (be sure to embiggen!)This is a ‘thank-you’ to Kiv and the-iron-queen for you-know-what :) I’m terrible at thanking otherwise, so I will thank in a way I know best!