Longtemps avant la reconquête d'Erebor… Les nains vivent dans les Montagnes Bleues, les neveux de Thorin sont encore enfants. Or précisément, les facéties de Kili vont l'entraîner dans une double mésaventure dont, assurément, il se souviendra ! Thorin aussi, d'ailleurs.

On his way back to the Blue Mountains from a meeting in Rivendell, Thorin is ambushed on the forest path. His would-be attacker is not at all what he expected, however - instead a poor and hungry hobbit looking to steal his food. Fortunately for Thorin, this hobbit makes a god damn awful thief.

Ethan était devant les portes de l'hôpital, dos à celles ci, inspirant profondément, le visage levé vers le ciel. - Dethan -

UA. Kid!Lock. Sherlock est au parc et cherche un mystère à résoudre quand il rencontre un petit garçon pleurant, ce qui l'intrigue. Fiction co-écrite avec LIVEN.

John felt the barest of brushes against his lips. His eyes flew open at the contact, just as Sherlock was informing everyone how simple the whole thing was. John felt like shouting, "Did anybody see that? I wasn't doing anything! And then that happened! There was no provocation! I take no responsibility! Did anyone see that? Please tell me somebody saw that!" Of course not, no.

Bilbo Baggins, the newly appointed Master of Bag End, has just reached his majority. He lives alone in his house, managing his estate, and ignoring the people of Hobbiton as much as they avoid him. When a storm lands him with an unexpected (and unwelcome) little visitor, all Bilbo wants to do is find his missing family so he can get back to his own life. That's not what happens.

Blaine got a text: "As you seem to believe I don't know my own mind without some kind of meditation, I am now going to spend the next twenty four hours spamming your inbox with some of the reasons why I want this to work. Starting now."