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saadiaaf · 2 years
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Rang Mahal / Palace of Colours (Prantik Basu, 2018)
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jeevanjali · 3 months
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Radha Kund: रहस्यमयी राधा कुंड में स्नान करने से होती है संतानRadha kund: राधा कुंड भारत के उत्तर प्रदेश राज्य के मथुरा जिले में स्थित एक शहर है। राधा कुंड गोवर्धन परिक्रमा में एक प्रमुख मार्ग पर पड़ता है। यह तालाब अत्यंत पवित्र स्थान है
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fastfoodcrimewave · 7 months
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Kitchen Great Room in Nashville Example of a mid-sized transitional u-shaped porcelain tile open concept kitchen design with a farmhouse sink, recessed-panel cabinets, beige cabinets, quartzite countertops, white backsplash, ceramic backsplash, stainless steel appliances and a peninsula
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serialthrill · 7 months
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Kitchen Great Room in Nashville
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Example of a mid-sized transitional u-shaped porcelain tile open concept kitchen design with a farmhouse sink, recessed-panel cabinets, beige cabinets, quartzite countertops, white backsplash, ceramic backsplash, stainless steel appliances and a peninsula
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indana001 · 1 year
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veganmisanthrope · 1 year
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Kitchen Great Room Austin Open concept kitchen - mid-sized transitional galley light wood floor open concept kitchen idea with gray cabinets, granite countertops, stainless steel appliances, an island, recessed-panel cabinets, multicolored backsplash and slate backsplash
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fauxboy · 1 year
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Traditional Kitchen - Enclosed
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palsaa · 1 year
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runesandramblings · 11 months
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I Just Want You
Word Count: 1400
Pairings: Fili x reader
Warnings: None
Description: Royal wedding plans begin to take their toll, but there's only one thing you require to make the day perfect.
Requested by anon so I don't have a way to tag you I'm sorry! But I hope you enjoy. 😇
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“What do you think, nâtha? The lilies or the orchids?” 
You buried your face in your hands. The pounding against your temples, something that had become a familiar sensation as of late, began to worsen as you tried to piece together any coherent sentence. There were only three words that came to mind, the same three words you’d uttered countless times over the past several weeks. 
“I don’t know.” 
The joy of yours and Fili’s engagement had subsided the moment you’d broken the news to your families. With FIli being the crown prince and heir, there was no way Dis and your mother would let it be a simple affair. Invitations had already been sent out to every corner of Middle Earth, and you’d been occupied from sunup to sundown every day with planning. The dress, the flowers, the food… 
You were from a simple merchant family. The pomp and ceremony of royalty made no sense to you. Where you’d grown up, weddings were a simple affair. Most couples in your small village chose to elope rather than go through the bother of an elaborate ceremony. You’d have been more than happy to do the same. However, your mother and future mother in law had both been quick to dismiss the idea. 
“It’s no matter, dear. We have time to decide.” Your mother pulled several small scraps of fabric, ranging from the purest snow white to the creamier shades of ivory. She laid them out against the table and gestured to each. “Which color do you think for the dress? We’ve got to begin sewing soon if it will be ready in time.” 
Before you had the chance to respond, Dis laid out several different styles of gold and silver fabric beside the scraps your mother had laid down. 
“And what of the trim? You’ve got to decide if you prefer gold accents or silver. But I do suppose that would have an effect on the choice of flowers…” She trailed off, lost in her own world of thought. 
You could feel your pulse radiating against your temples as the migraine that had been forming worsened. This was the issue exactly. It wasn’t just selecting a dress. It was selecting a type of fabric, a trim, lace… And that had to coordinate with the flowers or else…
Or else what, exactly? Would the world cease to exist if the flowers and trim didn’t go together? Would Mahal himself descend from the sky if the food and the wine didn’t pair perfectly? 
You looked from where you sat at the head of the long, carved wood table to the opposite end. Fili sat on his own, silently working through a stack of parchments Thorin had given him. He hadn’t been overly involved in the plans, as your mothers had taken over almost immediately. But you’d expressed to him how stressful the process had been, and he’d decided to come sit with you for moral support. He met your gaze and gave you a gentle smile. It sent butterflies through your stomach, as it always did. He was all you needed, truly. You could get married in the same, tattered old dress he’d met you in carrying a bouquet of wildflowers for all you cared. As long as he was there, it was all you required.
“(Y/N)?” 
Your mother’s voice brought you back to the less desirable reality. She and Dis were both staring at you expectantly, the colored swatches of cloth still spread out across the table in front of you. 
“Silver or gold-”
“First, she has to decide on a shade of white. Which shade do you prefer, (Y/N)?” 
“Well it might help to decide on the accent first, then she can pick a white that goes with that.” 
As Dis and your mother began speaking over each other you buried your face in your hands once again. The pounding against your temples became rhythmic, a steady thump that seemed to grow louder and louder as their voices overlapped. You felt as though you might go mad if the pounding and the questions didn't stop soon.
“(Y/N)-” Dis started. 
“I don’t know!” You cried again, finally raising your head to look at the two of them. “I don’t know, okay? And I don’t care. Just pick a color. Whatever you both want.” 
You flung yourself back in the chair, crossing your arms over your chest. It was unlike you to have such an outburst, but you were exhausted. There were too many questions, too many decisions. You’d be more than happy for them to make the choices and just tell you when and where to show up on the day of. 
“And what do you want, amrâlimê?” 
The three of you turned your attention to the end of the table as Fili piped up. He’d laid his parchments to the side. His eyes were not on either of your mothers, but on you. You could see the genuine concern etched in the lines that furrowed between his brows. He knew the planning had begun to take a toll, and now he was able to see the full amount of stress that you were under. 
You felt tears begin to sting the corners of your eyes. 
“I just want you.” You said quietly, your voice barely above a whisper. 
Your mothers exchanged shameful glances across the table, finally seeming to realize just how much they’d piled on you at once. FIli’s expression softened as he continued to look at you, his eyes never breaking away to look at anyone else in the room.
“Could you leave us for a moment?” He asked. 
Dis and your mother stood silently, collecting the fabric and other wedding items they’d strewn across the table. You felt Dis place a hand apologetically on your shoulder as she followed your mother from the room. 
Once they’d gone Fili’s smile widened. He extended his hand to you, gesturing for you to come join him at the end of the table. You stood and quickly walked around to where he sat. Once you were within his arm’s reach he grabbed you, pulling you down by your waist and plopping you into his lap. As soon as your legs touched his he stretched his face up to your neck, peppering light kisses up and down your collarbones. You giggled as his mustache braids tickled the exposed skin of your neck, his lips working their way up to plant kisses along your cheeks. He finally found your mouth and pressed his delicately against yours, making it the gentlest and sweetest kiss of them all. 
You felt a contented sigh escape your lips as he pulled you closer to him, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist. You rested your chin on top of his head as your fingers began to slowly brush through his hair, careful as always not to disturb his perfectly placed braids. The feeling of his arms wrapped snugly around your waist had already alleviated the nervous pit in your stomach, and you wondered how it could have only been moments ago that you were stressed to the point of breaking down in tears. He was your safe place, your calm within the storm. 
“We don’t have to make it into a spectacle, you know.” He murmured into the collar of your dress. “It can just be the two of us, whenever and wherever you want.” 
“We can’t.” You said, wistfully. If only it were that simple. 
“And who says so?” 
“You’re the prince-”
“To hell with that.” He said, pulling back just enough to look up at you. “Thorin’s already given his blessing for us to skip the whole affair.” 
“But our mothers-”
“To hell with them too.” His expression quickly changed from confidence to one of fear as he looked over his shoulder. “Don’t tell them I said that.” 
You giggled again, pulling him closer to you as he nuzzled his face into your neck once more. 
“Amrâlimê, I will go get Balin right now and have him perform the ceremony in this very room.” He continued. “I don’t need the flowers or the food or the party. I just want you, too.” 
You pulled back again, just enough to look down into his eyes. He was smiling up at you, his eyes sparkling with the same joy as they had the first day you met. He was all you needed, now and forever. 
“I think that sounds absolutely perfect.” You said, brushing back a few loosened strands of his golden hair. “On one condition.”
He looked at you expectantly as you continued. 
“You have to tell our mothers.”
nâtha - daughter
amrâlimê - my love
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maybe-a-dinosaur · 27 days
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kuroo tetsurou BIG lego guy. he saw the lego millenium falcon in a display window when he was seven years old and got Hooked . he’s been collecting ever since he has a miscellaneous bin under his bed it’s Huge he’s got every fucking piece like ever he has shelves in his room full of completed and staged sets they range from nerdy stuff like lord of the rings batman apollo 11 to the taj mahal and a bonsai tree. he has the most star wars legos like he’s made it his life goal to collect the sets he saves up to buy one every year the death star is his pride and joy it is front and center on display he shows it off like a newborn baby. he’s got a minifigure keychain on his backpack he gets the little mystery packs as gifts from his friends he has a clock shaped like a red 2x4 block he is a man consumed.
even adult like buisness man kuroo he has legos on display in his office he has a lego picture frame on his desk (next to his desktop mini golf course and darth vader bobble head) he is the most laidback professional in the history of Ever his tie has legos on it and he has a scar on his foot from stepping on one. he’s an wrinkly old man still buying lego sets arthritis ain’t stopping him it’s not an obsession it’s a way of life.
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pandoa · 2 years
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"say you love me but make it sweeter"
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you tell rook you love him. in a language he doesn't quite understand.
~rook hunt x gender neutral reader~
warnings: slight cursing; reader speaks tagalog. as i’ve said before, my tagalog is a tad rusty, so if there are any fluent tagalog speakers out there who can check my grammar, i’d appreciate it very much!! i’m too embarrassed to ask my irl filipino friends lol
just something short i wrote that’s purely self indulgent; happy birthday to meEeeEEEeEe~
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“Mahal na mahal kita, Rook. Ikaw ang aking puso at aking buhay. Ang ilaw sa pinaka madilim ng gabi ko. Hindi ko kayang mabuhay nang wala ka, aking sinta.”
“(Y/n),” Rook’s voice rang throughout the golden-accented room of the Pomefiore huntsman. “What did you just say?”
You gave your eccentric boyfriend a knowing smile that reached the corners of your eyes in mischief, “Not telling~”
“Ah! You wound me, mon ange!” The shining blonde cried as he clasped his heart, feigning agony at your pixieish stunts. “How can one live in mystery after their beloved has spoken such lyrical words?” Rook, playing along with your indifference, sighed as his mind ran miles—pondering the meaning behind your native language. There was something so warm about each poetically bewitching thing you said. He could feel the sincerity and passion within your unknown words and was determined to pull the hidden meaning out of your wonderous mumbling. The man was curious, could you blame him?
“Well, continue to suffer because I’m still not telling you what I just said,” you laughed, beaming at the hunter.
The young man glanced at you anticipatingly, “Tell me what it means.”
“No.”
“Please?”
“No.”
“What if I knelt down on one knee right this instant, reached out for your hand, and declared my love just for you?”
You paused for a moment, contemplating his tempting offer, “...Never.”
“Trickster, I beg of you!”
“Oh, Rook—I already said no,” you said, giving him a sympathetic grim—almost pitying Rook’s desperation. “It’s more fun this way; like a small little secret only I know out of everyone in Twisted Wonderland~”
Rook, giving you a subtle pout, then promptly placed a gentle grasp onto your unknowing shoulders as you both sat atop the cotton covers of the vice housewarden’s mattress. “Mon tresor, if you refuse to tell me what it means, then please at least say it again. I wish to engrave your lovesome, enchanting voice into my mind.”
You looked his way again, baffled at his surprising request. “But… You knew nothing of what I had just said? Why would you want to hear it again?”
“Because your voice alone is so beautifully ethereal,” he replied with a certain tenderness gracing his tone, “however when partnered with the harmonious words of your home’s language, I cannot help but adore each syllable that comes from your angelic self.”
“I could have easily just insulted you and called you a bitch, you know,” you jokingly commented.
“Even that is beautiful in itself, mon amour.”
“...”
“You're hopeless, Rook.”
“Aha!” The man you called your lover laughed at your amusing reactions. “But you love me just the same, do you not~?”
You stared at the blonde—deadpanned—before sitting up and making your way out of the Pomefiore dorm room, away from the said third-year. “No comment.”
“Ah—Trickster! Wait!"
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“I love you very much, Rook. You are my heart and my life. The light of my darkest night. I cannot live without you, my dear.”
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a/n: IKAWWWW LAMANGGGG ANG TANGI KOOONG MINAMAHAL~ ANG LAGI KONGGGG DINARASAL~~~ also yes that last quote is a translation of what reader said- i'm cringing lmao
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busaddablog · 1 month
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kairiscorner · 10 months
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TANGINA KINILIG AKO SA MGA HCS NI NOIR /pos 💗 CGE PA REQUEST NG MODERN HCS
ANG SARAP MAKARINIG NIYAN PO <333 SURE THING ANON HUHU
okokok, now imagine...
he'd play "panalangin" for you two. he'd dedicate his time and energy to learning the chords and how to sing it just right in his vocal range, HE HAS A BASS VOICE, he can rizz you up so easily when he opens his mouth like.......... ginoo <;333 (fuck off miggy this ain't about you noir sings better change my mind)
he really, really respects his elders. like your parents, grandparents, uncles, aunts, and even great grandparents--just anyone who was older than him, he never fails to say, "po", "opo" or call them "ate", "kuya", "tito", "tita", "lolo", or "lola". he finds filipino culture so respectful when it comes to the elders and how endearing the "mano po culture" is. he hopes that if he has kids one day, they'll be as polite as you, so he tries his hardest to follow your example AND UPHOLDING THAT TO A TEE.
he loves entertaining the elders at family gatherings, especially as cover for you if you family asks too many questions, especially personal or uncomfy ones towards you. he'd direct the conversation in another direction, and cast you sideways glances as he reassures you whenever you need it through simple gestures, like holding your hand underneath the table, picking up the convo when it's dying out after a dry response, and getting you more water or something when you don't feel like getting up.
also, he knows it's not very polite, but he disregards politeness when he overhears or witnesses you being kinda harassed or being treated uncomfortably by a family member. you know those types, making fun of your insecurities to mask their own? yeah, no, he'll step in for you and answer them for you even if you never asked him to. he'll retort every criticism they have of you, your body, your academic life, your personality, your habits--he does not give a shit if they're "doing it out of love", if he sees you uncomfortable, he'll give you real love and get you out of there and defend you all the while.
your family thinks he's spoiling you too much... and he might be :> BUT CAN YOU BLAME HIM, HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH?????
when asked when the wedding will be, he always chokes on air.
he's very good with kids, HAVE YOU SEEN HIM WITH PENI????? if you had younger cousins, he'd entertain them. i feel like he would've been overwhelmed at first when the kids were crowded around him, yk filipino parents sending their flock of kids to ask for mano po from their elders.
"oh bless kayo kay tito peter", he sees a shitton of kids, "well guess my favorite hand's gonna fall off".
ngl when he gets called tito, it warms his heart because, he has a soft spot for kids and has this innate urge to spoil them, so when he's called tito it's like all his spoiling and love and hard work has paid off even it's just in the kid's nature to call every adult not related to them "tito" or "tita".
HE'D TELL YOU EVERY TIME AS WELL THAT HAPPENED, "mahal! i was called tito by your pamangkin (nephew/niece)!" /proceeds to spoil them with chocnut, jollibee, or whatever else.
oh yeah, he also puts off on swearing, but he can't help himself so when he gets accustomed to tagalog, there are tendencies when he uses tagalog curses BUT he doesn't go through with it. so parang: "PU...SANG GALA", "ANG GA...MO-GAMO MO."
i like to think that when he's speaking to you, it's mainly in english/taglish. but when your family members catch you guys in conversation, they'll whisper to themselves, "uy, di marunong magtagalog jowa niya, lokohin natin," and try to get him to call himself mabaho or something, but when they talk to him, HE SPEAKS IN FLAWLESS TAGALOG, HE UNDERSTANDS WHAT THEY'RE SAYING.
also... he calls you aking sinta :> HE KNOWS IT'S OLD FASHIONED, HARDLY ANYONE USES IT IN MODERN TIMES UNIRONICALLY, but he loves calling you his "sinta", bc you are his one and only :>>>
"aking sinta, mamahalin panghabang-buhay.. i'll love you forever, my dearest." HE SAYS WITH THAT CUTE SMILE, THE DIMPLES SHOWING, THE CURVES OF HIS LIPS ACCENTUATED AS HIS EYES SOFTEN UP AND GET A LITTLE SMALLER AS HIS NOSE BRUSHES OVER YOURS AAAAAAAAAAAAAA /namatai
a/n: SANA KILIGIN KA RIN DITO ANON <333
tags !! @thecoolerdor
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lathalea · 9 months
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Teaser Time: The White Raven ch6 is coming soon!
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I would like to thank everyone who has supported me so far during my work on The White Raven fic, especially you, lovely people, yes, you who replied to my latest post about it. Your response was so overwhelmingly kind and really motivating 💕💕💕😭 Special thanks to @legolasbadass for being a great and extremely patient beta reader 💙
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You gave me strength to continue writing this story and I have a little something for you...
✨💎 As a big THANK YOU 💎 ✨ I'd like to share a small snippet from Chapter 6 with you. Enjoy!
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“He’s still breathing!”
“Thorin, wake up! Wake up, ye lazy bastard!” someone growled straight into his ear. “Damn it!”
“Dwalin, look, we stopped the bleeding.”
Those voices again. Pulling Thorin back into consciousness. Into the pain and emptiness.
“Let’s finish dressing his wound and then we’ll take ‘im to Oín,” the growling one said. 
“What’s that, Fili?” the young, familiar voice said.
“Where?”
“Over there, by that pointy rock on the other side of the river.” 
“Looks like a dead Warg to me,” the one very close to him rasped out. A pair of hands kept on doing something to his chest. It hurt. He wanted it to stop. 
“Too small for a Warg, Dwalin. It’s… by Mahal’s beard!”
“Where are you going, Fili? Wait for me!” The first voice sounded irritated.
A sound of hurried footsteps. Iron-heeled boots against ice. 
“Those two can’t sit in one place in peace if their life depended on…” the raspily-sounding one grunted. “I tell ya, Thorin, when ye’re better, we’ll send them on guard duty. First morning shift for a month. That’ll teach ‘em!”
Somehow, it made Thorin want to smile. But now, even smiling hurt.
“It’s a raven! So big! Look at its wings! Why are you staring, Fili?” the youthful voice reached his ears again.
“I think it’s… the White Raven.”
“What?! It’s just a fairy tale!”
“I’ve seen this raven before, Kili,” confidence rang in the second voice. “I think it followed us on the way to Erebor. It helped me fight off a Warg-rider in the Misties just before the eagles came.”
Thorin took a reluctant breath. His heartbeat thrummed in his ears. 
“Whatever it is, it doesn’t look good. There is so much blood… Is it dead, Fili?”
“Let me see… That’s a nasty wound.”
Thorin’s muscles tensed. He wanted to open his eyes. He wanted to speak. But his body didn't want to obey.
And then he heard two gasps at the same time.
“What’s happening?”
“Do you see it too, Fili?”
“It’s… it’s magic!”
“No, it’s a shapeshifter!”
“Look! Look!”
“A woman?!”
Both voices intermingled in Thorin’s exhausted mind, making less and less sense. He needed to act. He needed to… He breathed in. The air smelled like snowdrops.
“Thorin! Ye’re back! And here I was thinkin’…” A tattooed forehead and a bushy moustache appeared before his eyes. “Stop squeezing my hand so hard!”
“Carra…” Thorin managed to rasp out. He could barely keep his eyes open.
“What are ye sayin’?” Dwalin demanded.
“Help…. her…” He tried again. “She is…”
“What? I can barely hear ye.” The last wisps of strength were leaving him. He could feel the darkness beckoning to him once again.
“Yasthûnê…” Thorin articulated slowly. “My… wife.”
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The full chapter is going to drop in the beginning of next week, Thorin and Carra can't wait to share their tale with you 💙
Tagging @legolasbadass @linasofia @xxbyimm @quiall321 @i-did-not-mean-to @evenstaredits @exhausted-humxn-being @mrsdurin @emrfangirl @aduialel @littlesweetdressmaker @shiinata-library @estethell @heilith @sotwk @groovycalzoneroadmaker @sazzlep @ponycactus @nokisuu @the-lonely-pillow @myeaglesongart @i-am-the-raven-queen @ruthoakenshield @asgardianhobbit98 @thespiritoflife @justfollowtheroad @fizzyxcustard @knittastically @mcchiberry @the-fragile-heart-of-a-lady and everyone who is interested in this story (stupid tumblr said I couldn't tag more people, sorry) 💙
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roselightfairy · 5 months
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hello lovely angel of fanfic I'm not sure if u are still reccing but i am new to the legolas/gimli fandom and was wondering if there were any staples or classic fics that you feel every person should read :) preferably looonnggg fics and sex scenes are always a plus but not a must♡♡ thank you and I hope u have a wonderful day☆☆!!
Hello!! I will sure do my best, though unfortunately the archives of my mind are not what they once were. I have a long masterpost of recs, which I will update once I've posted this rec as well, but lemme think.
I'll disclaim off the bat that many of the super popular longfics in this fandom are not exactly my cup of tea, and I also haven't read a lot of the newer stuff, so the recs you will get from others don't necessarily match up to the ones you'll get from me. That said, I know @tathrin is actively writing right now and their writing is fantastic, so I feel comfortable reccing their longfic without having read it!
As far as classics: one fandom classic is Adina's Back to the Beginning series, a universe where Gimli is reincarnated over and over again in a gift from Mahal, and @daisyfornost's response Aulë's Gift. These two combined get you to almost 100k and there is sex!
I want to rec two fics by Angela on AO3, From Forest to Sea, which is a short vignette series with some of the most gorgeous writing ever, and The Undying, which is HEARTBREAKING and I do truly have to warn you that it might hurt you a LOT.
A medium-sized fic with no sex, but one that I believe is a classic EVERYONE should read, is On The Cold Hill Side by marycrawford. Pining, lush sensory detail, and it manages to be slow burn despite not taking all that much time, counted in hours/days.
For some very good smut, I'd recommend Unwilling and Travelling Bodies by lordnelson100, as well as a lot of @katajainen's writing, and @deheerkonijn's. Actually read any of their writing! Also anything by @enide-s-dear if you want to cackle. @the-dwelf-ao3 has a range of fic lengths and I recommend all of their work as well.
This is not as comprehensive a list as I could have once given you, and for that I am sorry! But these are still some standouts, and I hope you find them a good place to start and dive deeper - and have fun with the fandom!
(Oh. I've written stuff, too. If you want to check it out.
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Ang literal na love language natin ay tawagin ang isat isa na “animal” 😂 Hayup ka pasalamat ka mahal kita 😝 Im posting the bag he gave me as a gift to mark our first month of love and happiness daw. Hindi ko lang masabi na I prefer large crossbody and tote bags but he knows this is my favorite brand. He joked and said that next time LV na, but I wouldn’t let him buy me such ridiculously expensive bags, I would be upset to be honest. Okay na ko sa mga mid-range brands with reasonable price yet as classy and good quality din naman like high end brands, hindi naman ako celebrity gaya ng palagi ko sinasabi sa kanya.
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Sometimes I feel so overwhelmed sa love that he pours into me. Though I have always believed that the love I spent sa mga maling tao in the past will eventually find its way back to me whether it’s from my family and friends or even from strangers. None of the pain I endured from the past matters anymore. ✨ Hindi ako napagod maniwala. I’ve always believed that one day I will find someone (scratch that cause I never looked, I just waited and someone came) who’s more than willing to give me the very same equal amount of love that I have for him baka mas higit pa nga. I’m just grateful for all the love and affection I am getting right now, it’s much sweeter because it came from a very good friend. I found my best friend and lover in the same person. ❤️
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