#887 "Imagine Thorin’s large and strong, calloused hands sliding their way up your top and finding their way to your breasts. He softly and skillfully squeezes them and kneads them and admires the beauty of them and then he gently rubs the pads of his thumbs over your nipples making you moan. You know you want his hands all over your body… you know you want him."
'the leader of our company, thorin oakenshield’
#888 "I love all of Thorin: I love his hands, large and protective, his fingers strong, his eyes brighter than the Arkenstone, his nose and his lips, sweet and tasty as strawberries in summer. I would like to argue with him and then hug him and make peace. I would like to be taken by him, passionately and forcefully, in the woods, on his fur coat, and then again in Erebor, in his great bed fit for a King, between caresses, moans and unforgettable orgasms. And I’d stay beside him for a lifetime."
#885 "Confession: My husband and I have decided to renew our vows, after 15 years of marriage, dressed as Thorin and Layla of the Iron Hills. I am more and more anxious as the date approaches because he promises to consummate our renewal in full Thorin gear! This fulfills a great fantasy, but I am shaking! Ahh!"
#886 "I am already tearing up over the trailer for The Battle of the Five Armies. I am emotionally preparing myself to watch the actual film on Dec. 17. I am dreading the end, especially Thorin’s demise."
Wait a minute, what? Where are they going? You can’t give up now. Thorin.
Richard Armitage as John Proctor in The Old Vic’s production of The Crucible. Photo by Tristram Kenton for The Guardian.