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i had to draw baby thorin bc thinking about his childhood makes me emotional (i also headcanon that he had a one of most impressive collection of toys as a child but loved his ponies and dolly most). also, thorin's mom!
Notes: I did it, @fizzyxcustard ! I wrote the fic you asked for based off the gif below. Lucas, yum! I hope you, and whoever else may read this, enjoys. I think there could definitely be more angst but, I’ll let you be the judge.
A special thank you to @weekendgothgirl for stepping outside her usual fandom to help me proof things and be my Briticism inspector. I appreciate it more then you know.
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Slowly, Lucas turned over in bed,
his nose searching for your shoulder. Instead, he was met with your pillow,
which was cold and still smelled faintly of your shampoo. Cinnamon, or was it
gingerbread? It always made him think of when he was little, the holidays and
home. He missed that comforting feeling home used to bring but he felt like he
had finally found it again with you. He breathed in your pillow again and let
the smell transport him back to last night, his lips gently kissing down your
neck, tracing your collarbone, your hair tickling his nose and the smell of cinnamon.
*through gritted teeth* it doesn’t have to be perfect, it just has to be done. it doesn’t have to be perfect, it just has to be done. it doesn’t have to be-
@ fic readers who write play by play comments that highlight your favorite passages and why you like them, please know you are the best humans to exist and please don’t stop what you’re doing