On His White Horse
Bilbo Baggins didn't trust petty mystics, but her mother was no petty mystic. Upon Bilbo Baggins' birth, the name of her soulmate appears in sunlight. And that name is Thorin Oakenshield. She waits patiently for her Prince Charming to come along — and then finds out he's not a prince at all. Genderbent!Thilbo; human AU.
We all have to let go of the Prince Charming complex and realize he doesn't necessarily exist in the package we assume he'll come in.
Gabrielle Union
When Bilbo was young, her mother always told her of the whisper in the trees, the light in the grass that day.
That day was the day Bilbo was born, and it was a late September day lost in the late 80s.
'It was dawn,' Belladonna Tooks would say, sitting upright in her favourite chair, a family heirloom, 'and you had just thrashed your way out of my stomach. And I looked outside, and I saw the most peculiar scene. The sun was shining up from behind the hill, and it inched up until it was amongst the trees, and the sunlight poured through the gaps in the trees and the sunlight and the shadows spelled "THORIN OAKENSHIELD."'
By the time Bilbo Baggins was five, she knew the story as well as her own heart, and learned to write the name Thorin Oakenshield as confidently as her own, in her unsure five year old handwriting. And when her writing was surer, corrected by many a hired hand, she affixed Thorin's last name to her own. Bilbo Baggins-Oakenshield.
In the long, boring stretches of private school that made up her childhood and teenage years, she sketched out the face of her soul mate. His face had many different configurations. In one sketch, his face was soft and feminine, with eyes nearly as big as her own, framed by hair the red of a Sharpie; in another (that she liked far better), his face was gruff and strong jawed, the eyes thin and black.
By the time she was in college, she had accumulated so many different sketches of his face that she had run out of new options, and instead opted to sketch Thorin Oakenshield as the Sphinx.
She spent every waking moment dreaming of Thorin Oakenshield, and every stretch of sleep dreaming of him too.
It was not because she could not find anyone else. No, she had grown into a beautiful woman, with honey gold curls and skin that never broke out even in her teenage years, and her voice was always sweet and gentle, as all of higher society's men wanted in their wives; and though her voice had been tamed carefully by years and years of deportment lessons, her spirit had not been.
And of course, she had shared kisses of young, clueless love in elementary school, and those obligatorily awkward, stray dates in college, but they had never been very serious, for no one could overtake the legend that Thorin had become in her heart.
She thought often of finding him. Her family was rich enough to afford private investigators - her family was rich enough for her to spend the rest of her life as a lady of leisure, in fact - and with the advent of phone books and internet it would not be so impossible to find Thorin Oakenshield, surely.
Only one thing stayed her hand. Her mother's words, whispered like a secret into her eight year old ear - 'You must never look for Thorin. Thorin will come to you. If you should search for Thorin, Thorin will be lost forever.'
Belladonna Took had been a fervent traditionalist and believed that the new technology of her time was the work of the devil, but her daughter listened to her, and never looked, for all she dreamed. She believed in her mother with a faith neither higher education nor sound reasoning could sway.
But now, aged twenty four and staring out at the woman bowed stiffly on her porch, Bilbo wonders, for the first time in her life, if her mother was wrong.
Disclaimer: I don't have anything to do with The Hobbit.
A/N: I should really be updating Misericordia, but Thilbo has taken over my mind...So! This is really me trying to gauge interest. I know total genderbending isn't very popular in most slash pairings, so I thank you for wandering out of your comfort zone! If you like this idea and would like to see this continued, please drop me a few words of encouragement; I could really use some! Thanks.