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chardysstuff · 3 months
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Like Icarus, he fell in love with the sun ☀️ <33
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otmudohau-blog · 21 days
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Thanks for the parallels, Peter Jackson. I like the way things become so obvious, but it hurts me even more
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bilbosversion · 3 months
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eyes full of ⋆.˚ ₊ stars ⋆.˚ ⁺ / hustling for the good life
never thought i’d meet you here / it could be love.. ⋆˙⟡ ₊
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cowboy like me — taylor swift
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You know:
Tauriel would have been so much more interesting if they just went with the direction of her being a feanorian, specifically Maglor’s grandkid.
Like, Thranduil not wanting her to marry Legolas would make so much more sense without having to make Thranduil look classist. It would make a weird juxtaposition of “thranduil will never harm another elf and has taken in even an elf descendant of the elves who massacred doriath” and “thranduil absolutely does not want the noldor, specifically the feanorians, to tangle with his family”
Also!!!
It would add such a layer of flavor of kili and tauriel, a dwarf and a feanorian, coming together to defend their home against enemies that want to steal the treasure. It would be an equal and opposite mirror image of Doriath.
It would also just generally add to the lore of what happened to maglor, as well as the silvans and sindar of mirkwood either knowing of and coming to terms with sharing the space of a kinslayer OR thranduil hides tauriel’s heritage so only they (and maybe Legolas) knows about it and just having angst and existential crisises form from that.
I think the thing that pissed me off about Tauriel is that she could have been SO MUCH MORE, SO MUCH MORE SMOOTHLY INTEGRATED INTO THE PLOT TO GIVE IT MORE DIMENSION but instead she’s so blatantly a self insert character whose only saving grace is that she’s a “strong female character”.
Like, they wanted a love story for the views and they wanted legolas back so they just went “what if legolas is in love with an elf who in turn loves a dwarf” and that’s all the thought that went into it.
Lastly, by making Tauriel feanorian, they would have created an avenue to produce a silmarillion live action bc it would have sparked interest on what the big deal about who/what the feanorians even are.
This is my opinion. You’re free to your own, just don’t come at me with it.
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the-sewerrats · 1 year
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Ok in an au where everyone lives and Bilbo brings Frodo to live in Erebor with him. I think frodo would hear Thorin saying bad things about elves but also hear Bilbo talking fondly of them. And he knows Tauriel because of Kili but he doesn’t quite piece together that they’re all the same thing cuz he’s a kid.
Like there’s the bad elves that Thorin talks about
There’s the elves that Bilbo says are nice
And there’s Tauriel and she’s his cool aunt
So in Frodo’s head those are all separate things. And when he figures out that they’re all the same (probably from Thorin making some jab at Kili or Tauriel and Bilbo telling him to stop) Frodo starts crying because he likes aunt Tauriel and she’s not supposed to be bad like Thorin says. And Bilbo’s stare at Thorin could kill and Kili honestly finds the whole thing funny.
And then they get Frodo to calm down and they reassure him that the elves are fine and Thorin just says mean things that he doesn’t mean because Bilbo will not have his nephew growing up with believing these things. And then Thorin promises he won’t say bad things again especially not where Frodo can hear them. And it actually ends up getting better and Thorin is much nicer to the elves and realizes Tauriel is actually really good to Kili and maybe he doesn’t mind when she’s around because she makes some funny jokes and balances out his chaotic nephew. And Bilbo is happy because Thorin is actually learning and fixing some of his previous prejudices.
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queerlyloud · 7 months
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Currently reading Sansûkh because I am not able to move around much right now, and I was just thinking how like, all the interspecies ships HAVE to be collaborative works between Mahal and the other Valar, so basically they got together and made OC's specifically to fall in love and get married, and if that isn't fandom-coded behavior, idk what is.
Tldr: the Valar are a bunch of artist friends who get together and make dolls together so they can kiss and fall in love and get married 💕
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loki1aufeyson · 1 year
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I just watched The Hobbit for the first time, (I know I’m late, I read the books years ago just never took the time to watch the movies.)
& I just want to talk about some things that really stuck with me 🥺
First when Thorin was half insane, lost all trust in the company, and was consumed with greed over the hoard of gold. He just … pulls Bilbo aside and tells him he’s the only one he trusts .. over lifelong family and friends he chooses Bilbo. AND he doesn’t even say “This is my gold alone no one else deserves it.” He literally tells Bilbo “This is our gold.” Like he just wanted Bilbo by his side no matter what
also Bilbo almost being able to break through to him when he was talking about planting his acorn and Thorin just looking at him with soft eyes
And the parallel of the screen cutting back and forth from Bilbo crying over Thorin’s body, to Tauriel crying over Kili’s body. And Thranduil saying “it only hurts so much because it was real.” Just to cut back to Bilbo is just 💔💔💔
And at the end Bilbo having no words to describe what Thorin was to him or how much he meant to him
i remember not particularly caring about the book but the movies hit me like why couldn’t the husbands just live happily ever after ❤️‍🩹
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thranduilofsmirkwood · 7 months
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plainlo-inthemorning · 8 months
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Thranduil’s secret
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Pairing: Tauriel x Kili Rating: 16+ Warnings: Mentions of violence, emotional hurt (but fear not …!) Words: 1.800 k.
Disclaimer: Canon what canon? This is for all the lovers out there.
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“They want to bury him”.
Snowflakes fall silently around them.
Nature attempting to softly smooth over the carnage.
“Yes”.
Her king remains standing a few feet from where she reclines on the frozen rock, hunched over the still-warm body of a future that has been so cruelly taken from her.
From both of them.
She could rage against Thranduil.
Blame his indecisiveness, his selfishness, for the death of the dwarf.
Had the king only dispatched his soldiers to the mountain, as both she and the wizard so implored him to do, trying to appeal to the heart he has forgotten how to use, much could have been different.
But grief has pushed the fight out of her. In its place is only hopelessness and a pain the like of which Tauriel has never felt before.
Legolas, her old friend, has left.
She did not notice when, or if he said something to her before turning away. At this moment, she has no space for him, either.
“If this is love, I do not want it”, she cries, hearing how desperate she sounds, as she looks to her king. “Please, take it from me”.
Thranduil does not move, but the icy unkindness from earlier has melted from his features. If Tauriel’s own eyes had not been filled with tears, she might have recognized her sadness mirrored in the king’s.
“Why does it hurt so much?” She cannot seem to stop herself, clutching Kili’s gloved hand in hers.
“Because it was real”.
Thranduil’s unwavering answer takes her aback.
She looks down upon the dwarf’s bloodstained face again. A single tear streak has painted a faint silver trail from the corner of one eye and down the side of his face.
She saw it fall when he died. When the orc’s blade pierced his chest.
Flecks of snow cling to his thick brown lashes. He is so beautiful to her, she thinks sorrow will tear her apart if she has to let go of him.
They just found each other. He gave his life defending hers.
Slowly, she bends her head and does what she has ached to do for days, what she should have done on the lakeshore when he pressed the rune stone into her hand.
She touches her lips to his.
They are still soft.
His are the first she has ever kissed.
If this were a children’s bedtime story, she would breathe life into him with her longing.
Only when Thranduil kneels on the other side of the body, does Tauriel remember the king is still there.
She thinks he will ask her to stand and come away, and is ready to protest, to cling to Kili. She will stay right here until his kin returns to claim him.
But Thranduil does not speak.
Instead, he does something very unexpected, his face suddenly a mask of concentration.
His strong brows have come together in a frown: He raises a hand and lets it hover over Kili’s head.
“What … what are you doing?” Tauriel has to swallow her sobs for the words to come out right.
The moment drags out.
The king lowers his palm to place it lightly on Kili’s chest.
Tauriel, wholly confused, idly wonders through her grief if this is the first time in all his many, many millennia that king Thranduil has touched a dwarf with anything but the pointy end of a sword.
“He is a fighter”, the king says quietly. There is wonder is his voice. “And he fights, still. So stubborn …”.
“W-what?!”
Thranduil looks up, meets her shocked eyes.
“His heart has stopped, yes. But his soul is still here. It is holding on …”.
Now it is Tauriel’s heart that nearly stops.
“How do you…how can you-”.
Her king’s attention has returned to Kili.
He answers Tauriel without looking at her.
“I have certain … gifts”.
In typical Thranduil fashion, the king does not elaborate, and his matter-of-fact tone does not invite questioning.
Yet for once, Tauriel is too gripped with emotion to be deterred.
“Can you bring him back?”, she blurts out. “Please, my king, please? If there is any chance … I … I would do anything. Please!”.
Bringing someone back from the dead is reserved for the most nightmarish, ancient evil magic.
Until recently, Tauriel had only heard nonsensical tales of the practise whispered, and even in those, the someones that were brought back, were dangerous, mindless shadow apparitions of their former selves.
But if what her king is saying about Kili’s soul is true …
Thranduil appears to hesitate before speaking but when he does, Tauriel feels as if he is reading her mind. She has sometimes suspected that that is indeed a secret gift of his. Another one.
“The kind of magic required to awaken the dead is not only forbidden, it is destructive to the natural order of the world. However, if the soul has not yet left the body-”
He pauses. Decides.
“It can be done, if done quickly. No matter the strength of the warrior, the soul will be forced to leave this plane soon after death has occurred. I do not know how this one is still here”.
Love, thinks Tauriel. She does not know if it is actually true, or if it is her hope speaking. He is still here because of love.
Then the other elf gasps. Thranduil regards Kili’s face with disbelief.
“Of course …”, he whispers. His palm flattens on Kili’s pierced armour, fingers spread out. “Elvish blood runs in his line. Many years back …”
Tauriel stares at her love. Her mouth opens and closes.
His finely defined face, the shape of his cheekbones, so different from most of his kin.
Except for his brother’s, and the dwarf king’s …
Impossible. Yet suddenly it makes sense.
Did Kili know?
No, Tauriel does not think so.
As for Thorin …?
“Tauriel”, the elfking says. His voice is even but insistent. It commands her full attention. “If I succeed in bringing him back to you, you must never speak to anyone of what happened here. Not a word, do you understand? Not to his kin. Not to him. Certainly not to the wizard … And not to Legolas”.
Something flutters beneath the deep timbre of Thranduil’s voice. A bottomless despair struggling to surface, to be recognized.
And Tauriel remembers what Legolas told her at Mount Gundabad. About his mother’s death there.
She draws in a breath as she looks into Thranduil’s blue, blue eyes, but the king holds up a hand, reading her like a book.
“No”, he says simply but firmly, and it is a no that silences her. A warning.
No.
The king then touches Kili’s forehead and closes his eyes.
Tauriel is squeezing the dwarf’s hand so hard her knuckles are turning as white as the ground.
Stillness.
And then the air seems to shimmer and fizz around them, thick with swirling magic.
The snowfall has stopped. Or it can no longer touch them.
Thranduil is muttering words under his breath that Tauriel cannot make out. He leans forward, long blond hair falling around his set face. The tips pool on Kili’s shoulders like a veil of fine silk engulfing him.
Time stands still, and Tauriel forgets to breathe.
She has no idea how many moments go by.
And then Kili’s chest rises, and his lips part.
And the dwarf gasps for air!
His whole body shivers as his eyes fly open to the sky, wild, wide, alive.
He is alive!
“Kili!” Tauriel cries out and takes his face in her hands.
Their eyes meet.
He blinks rapidly, like he has been pulled out of deep water. “Tauriel…” Shakily, he raises his hands to her face as if seeing her for the first time.
“Are you okay?”, he asks. His voice is hoarse but urgent. “The orc, is … is he-”.
“He’s dead. It’s over. We’re safe, we’re both safe”. Tears are streaming down her face. “I thought I’d lost you!”.
“I thought so too …” Kili looks at her with utter wonder and bafflement. Then he grimaces and reaches for the wound in his chest. “Ugh, this one hurts, though …”.
“He needs tending to and fast”. Thranduil stands. A tiny droplet of sweat glistens on his brow. Or perhaps it is a snowflake. Are they falling again?
“Tauriel, I would advise you to take him far away from here, and never look back, but …”
He speaks as if Kili was not there.
“What is-”. Kili tries to focus on the tall figure towering over him, but is too stunned, and in too much pain, to fully register what is being said.
Tauriel shakes her head at the elf king.
“He will want to stay with his kin. They have suffered enough loss”.
She thinks of Thorin. The dwarf king is dead.
Thranduil sighs.
“Yes, I anticipate he will want to do that …”
“Tauriel…”. The dwarf winces. She looks back at him. She will never lose him from her sight again.
She brushes locks of soft hair from his forehead.
Does not notice her elf lord leaving. She will never see him again.
“I had a dream that you kissed me”, Kili whispers, his eyes searching hers. “A kiss of love …”.
She smiles through her tears.
“It wasn’t a dream … my love”.
Despite his agony, a smile spreads on his face. A bright, wonderful, boyish smile amidst the hurt and loss. He will face them later.
“…Love”. He grins, actually grins, and tries to sit up, but Tauriel gently puts a hand on his arm to stop him.
“Do not move too much. You are badly wounded. We have to call on the others to come help, and patch you up…”
“Then come down here to me”.
He shakes off a glove. Weaves his fingers through her hair.
She dips her face to his.
He gasps when she recaptures his mouth.
His lips are still soft, but now they move, as well. Melting into hers.
He pulls her closer, his other, gloved hand finding the curve of her waist, and she has to remind herself not to crush his wounded chest.
She wants to drown in his arms.
When their mouths part, they stay nose to nose.
“Never leave”, Kili whispers. His warm breath tickles her skin.
All of him is warmth.
Home.
“I won’t. Never”.
High in the sky above them, eagles cry triumphantly.
She takes his hand. Presses the smooth, oval shape back into his palm.
“It worked, Kili”, she whispers against his lips, before kissing him again.
Deeply, hungrily.
For the third time out of a million more kisses to come over their many, many years together.
“It worked”.
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blushingsastiel · 1 month
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tauriel and kili are so real for falling in love at first sight JFJSJSKSKS.
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kilicanfrick · 1 year
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*Legolas and Thorin are looking at Tauriel and Kili swooning over each other*
Legolas in a mocking tone: Oh to be dumb and in love
Thorin: The saying is ‘young and in love’
Legolas: Oh, I know..
*Kili and Tauriel bonk their heads together while kissing*
Legolas: ..but look at them
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He protected her with his life 💔
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bilbosversion · 3 months
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you drew stars around my scars / but now i’m bleedin’ ⠀✴︎ ₊⋆
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cardigan — taylor swift
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crypticbeing · 1 year
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"she is far, far away from me. She walks in starlight in another world."
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amarthfaeg · 12 days
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KILIEL: what about the plans we made ?
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thranduilofsmirkwood · 8 months
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If Middle Earth had therapists:
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