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elithilanor · 1 year
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msbilberry · 4 months
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AU. Everyone is alive and living happily in Erebor. Bilbo and Tauriel plant a wonderful garden on the side of the Mountain and every day at 4 o'clock they drink tea there together.
On one of these days.
Tauriel: how funny it is now to remember how jealous Legolas was of me.
Bilbo: *takes a sip and looks into the distance* it’s possible that he was simply offended that the dwarves were interested in you, but not him. 
Tauriel: well, not everyone can turn the heads of dwarves the way you and I can.
They look at each other with smiles and clink cups of tea.
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Meanwhile somewhere in Mirkwood.
Legolas looks at the portrait of Gimli in the medallion he took from Glóin.
Legolas: one day I will find you, beautiful creature.
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gulnarsultan · 3 months
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Oh how about yandere platonic Thranduil, Tauriel and Legolas with innocent young hobbit reader?
Where Reader is Bilbo’s daughter, cousin or niece and she goes on the quest with him and the company.
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Thranduil
You sweet thing. Really the others must be stupid. How does a sweet and innocent hobbit like you go on a journey like this? He adopts you immediately. He will do everything for you to live a happy life by staying with him in his palace. In my Thranduil's eyes, you are a sweet thing that should not be protected. Don't worry, Thranduil will take care of you.
Legolas
He is very surprised when he meets you. How could someone like you have come this far? He will immediately start taking care of you. You cannot continue the journey. If you insist on continuing, he will go with you. It will allow you to return home safely. He will always visit you.
Tauriel
She thinks you are so cute and sweet. Honestly, she doesn't think it's right for you to go on such a journey. It will accompany you on your journey. Making sure you are safe and well is very important to Tauriel. You've made a great friend who will be with you for the rest of your life.
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I'm In Love With A Dumbass Dwarf Club
Biblo: Are you sure that hair braiding is a big deal? Thorin does it all the time.
Tauriel: Yes, Kili was quite clear about that.
Biblo: *wordless, muffled screaming*
Legolas: *walks into the room*
Tauriel & Legolas: World's most awkward stare down
Legolas: It appears I was slightly incorrect in my assumptions that all dwarves were intolerable.
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deadthingposting · 1 year
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Kili*very angry*: this is just great huh, when I decided to marry a elf it was "dishonoring my whole blood line" and "killing mother" and " a stupid political decision for our still broken kingdom" but when little Gimli does it is "healing thousands of years of prejudice " and "he is such a great diplomat " and " a new peaceful beginning of a great friendship " this is all bullshit!
Gimli*smug* : he is just mad because i was declared a Elf-friend before him
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Love how dwarf’s are more or less not like the greatest with other races (especially elves) and then the 3 most popular dwarfs are all shipped with non-dwarfs
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things that give me life
kiliel hight difference
gigolas height difference
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a-world-of-whimsy-5 · 2 years
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Fireflies in the garden
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ʚ  Pairing: Legolas x Fem. Reader
ʚ Word count: 2430 words
ʚ Summary : Legolas plays a game of hide and seek with you in the gardens of his father’s keep. While there the two of you make plans for your future with him. 
ʚ Themes: Slow burn | Soft | Smut | Forbidden love
ʚ Warnings: Minors DNI | Explicit content of a sexual nature | Kissing | Penetrative sex
ʚTranslations:
Naneth: Mother
Adar: Father
Peredhil: Half-Elven
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Uireb Ethuil.
Eternal Spring. That was the name given to the lush gardens of the Elvenking’s halls. Vibrant, verdant, with just about every tree, bush, and creeper in known existence. It even claimed to be home to the only Mallorn tree outside of Lothlorien. The tree had been a wedding gift from Lady Galadriel when Thranduil wed Eluthiel, her husband’s niece. The wedding feast had been splendid and talked about for decades. Everyone toasted the new queen and wished both her and her husband great happiness.
Many centuries have passed since then. The gardens, once filled with glittering feasts and music and an elfling driving his parents to fits of laughter over his antics, now had a gloom cast all over it. Thranduil couldn’t bear to even look at it and he would have let it gone to ruin, had his son not stepped in and seen to its upkeep.
After many years Legolas still cared about it, but not because of his beloved naneth or the memories of the ellon his adar once was. The last eleven months saw him find a very special reason to visit the gardens. It was a reason his adar had never learned about; would never learn about, so long as he continued on the way he had after his queen’s passing.
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"Where are you, Meleth?"
Legolas took a deep breath as he stood by the entrance to the gardens. The air was sweet with the Jasmine that had just started to open. He looked around, trying to figure out where you had run off to. Had you gone to the maze again? 
A soft breeze settled over the gardens, carrying with it the scent of summer blooms and something else. Fireflies. Thousands of them. Legolas stopped briefly to admire their beauty before continuing with his search.
He didn't have to go far, because the breeze also brought with it the sound of footsteps. It had to be yours, as Thranduil had taken his warriors off on a mission to Mirkwood's northern borders, leaving only a handful of guards behind. Legolas looked forward to his father's absences as it meant the two of you would have some much-needed privacy. He picked up his pace, not wanting to miss you this time. 
And he didn't miss you, for there you were, standing by the fountain and watching a thousand little lights settle over the leaves. Legolas just stood there for a little while, admiring the scene, how beautiful you looked against the gathering dusk, before quietly inching his way forward. You were so engrossed in the display in front of you that you didn't notice the prince sneaking up behind you. "I've got you, meleth."
"Meleth!" You squeal when he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you to him. "You cheated!" 
"You weren't exactly hiding meleth," he whispered, his lips brushing against your ear. "So how could I cheat?" 
You had no answer, save for the way he made your breath hitch when he traced a finger down your waist. "And I believe someone promised me a reward?"
"Legolas." Your mind was already fogged up by what he was doing to you. "Someone could walk in on us."
He nuzzled his face in your hair, his body growing weak by how good it smelled. "No one is walking in on us. Tauriel is keeping the others well away from this place."
How Legolas left nothing to chance. "On the condition that we take her with us if your father says no and we have to leave?"
His nod drove home the gravity of the situation. Everything hinged on Thranduil's saying yes, but you had seen enough to conclude that a positive blessing would never be forthcoming. Thranduil would expect his son to marry someone much higher in rank. There were even rumors that Thranduil actually left to look for a suitable bride for his son. "But your father..." You tremble, fearing Thranduil's rage. Legolas was a prince and his father's heir. He would not take kindly to his son courting a low-born peredhil like you. "Legolas, your father will never approve, and..."
"Adar be damned," Legolas spat and cut you off. "If Adar refuses to accept you, then we'll go somewhere else." 
"I'm not sure if I could let you do that," you said, shocked by his answer. "Meleth, this is your home."
Legolas looked over your shoulder, back to where his father's palace was. "This place stopped being my home the day naneth died and adar thought a bunch of stones should be more important than anything else in his life." He said, his voice dripping with resentment. "My home now is wherever you are."
Going against Thranduil meant leaving Mirkwood for good. What Legolas suggested was madness. Utter madness. "But where would we go?"
Legolas grinned cheekily as he tucked a lock of stray hair behind your ear. "Many places." He said, remembering the invitations he had received from his friends. "We can go to Rohan... Éomer said that there would always be a place for us in his home and at his table. Then there's Gondor... Aragorn said he and Arwen both want to meet you. If Rohan and Gondor do not appeal to you, we can always go to the Hornburg. Gimli wrote to me, asking that I bring you with me and stay with his kin. He says you'll love seeing the glittering caves."
Legolas and his plans, his readiness for anything. You adored him for it, but right now you adored him for not wanting to hide you like a dirty little secret. "You-- you told them about me?" 
"Of course, meleth," Legolas said, cupping your cheek with a calloused hand you were all too familiar with. "I love you. Why would I want to hide you from my friends?"
"I love you too." Warmth washes over you in an instant. "You have no idea how happy it made me hear you say what you just said."
"Then it's settled." Legolas leaned in, kissing your temple this time. "I'll talk to Adar the morning after his return, but keep a pack ready. If he says no, we'll have to leave as soon as his back is turned. " 
It was so sudden, but you accept that there was no other way. Thranduil would find some excuse to keep his son away while he... never mind. The outcome was too dark for you to even consider, and Legolas always feared Thranduil trying to hurt you before he had a chance to get you out of Mirkwood.
"Now," Legolas kissed your eyelids next, then the tip of your nose. "About my reward."
"Legolas," Your eyes skim over the maze, looking for anyone that may have wandered inside. "What if someone actually walks in on us?"
"Tauriel is keeping the others busy," he reminded you with a grin so devious it made him look like all smug and cocky, and nothing like the well-bred prince everyone knew. "Well." Your lips spread into a smile. "In that case..."
 As soon as his lips brushed yours, you ran off in another direction, challenging him to catch up. Legolas, laughing merrily, took off after you again. 
Fireflies have surrounded the gardens now. The bushes, vines, and trees were dotted with tiny yellow and orange lights. Playfully running your hands through the leaves, you watch in delight as dots of light take off into the air before settling down on the leaves again. Legolas caught up with you in no time, pulling you under the Mallorn tree with him.
This time he wasn’t letting go. There would be no hurried embraces like those in the middle of the night when you helped him sneak into your bedroom. His mouth devoured yours, leaving you breathless, and him oblivious to you working frantically on his clothes. “Slowly meleth,” he groaned when he felt his vest coming undone. “Slowly.” 
 Legolas grabbed your wrists to stop you. “Slowly,” He pulled away just enough, his mouth barely hovering over yours. “Let’s make tonight count, hmmm?”
His eyes had grown dark and dangerous. “How--” the warm breath fanning over your skin made you need, and how he made you need. Legolas could make you go weak in the knees just by the way he held you, and he knew it. “How slow are we talking about?”
“Very slow.” He whispered before dragging you in for a kiss. “So slow,” he savored the lusciousness of your lips, the sweetness of your mouth. “That by the time I’m done with you, you wouldn't have an ounce of strength left in that beautiful body of yours.”
“You’re wicked,” you gasp when you’re pinned up against the bark of the tree. “Monstrously wicked.”
“And I’m yours,” The purr had you melting into soft clay. “Never forget it.”
“Meleth.” Your breath had grown raw and unsteady, and your knees felt like they were jelly. If he didn’t lay you down soon, those knees might buckle under you. “How I love hearing you say that.” Legolas worked at the ties of your dress, enjoying the feeling of lacing coming undone to experienced fingers. When your dress finally pooled around you, leaving you exposed, it very nearly shattered what restraint he had. “Lay with me meleth,” he said as he spread his cloak on the grass, using it for a blanket. "Come lay with me."
You were in his arms in a heartbeat. In his arms and under his body, where you belonged. Legolas felt his muscles tremble when hands moved over his skin relentlessly. His undershirt had to go, and he almost ripped it in his eagerness to feel the warmth of your skin beneath his. His mouth crashing into yours knocked the wind out of your lungs and made those hands of yours dig into his flesh. “Meleth,” he groaned. “I love you, meleth.”
“I love you,” you whimper as hunger surged inside you. That hunger grew when his hands went lower, gliding, caressing, not stopping until Legolas could no longer bear to just touch. He had to taste. 
The first time you felt his lips on your breasts you bite your tongue, to stop the moans from spilling out. Seeing you trying so hard not to make a sound made him chuckle. “Cry out for me.”
You force your eyes open to dark, steely blue ones looking right back at you. “But the others...if they hear...”
“Fuck the others,” He hissed. “If anyone says anything against you they’ll have me to contend with.”
“But if this goes back to the king there’ll be the devil to pay,” you dread news of this spreading to others. “You know that.”
Legolas no longer cared what the others thought. He no longer cared about what his father thought. All that mattered to him was you. “Anyone who hurts you will have to answer to me. Meleth,” he moved his way back up to you. “I’m not going to let anyone hurt you. I mean it.”
Your fear melted away in his embrace and you reach up to kiss him. It was soft and sweet and left the both of you wanting more. You watch him dip lower, your eyes closing in bliss when that sinful mouth of his bit not too gently on a nipple and made you cry out. You no longer care and you let Legolas do whatever he wished to you. You were his, after all, just as much as he was yours. Nothing in the world had the power to change that. 
Your touch was enough to set him aflame. Legolas could already feel his cock straining against his breeches and groaned. He wanted to make the night last, but his own body was betraying him, screaming at him to get on with it. When his breeches were disposed of he looked up, only to find you smirking triumphantly. “Couldn’t hold on, could you?”
“You little tease,” he growled.
“But I’m your tease.” You mewl when he pushed you back and got on top of you, his thighs forcing yours apart. “Yes.” His chuckle was strangled, hoarse. “You’re my tease. And don’t you forget it.” 
All thoughts of tenderness went flying out the window with just a sharp intake of breath. His kisses were far from gentle and your touch was far from delicate. Your body, already hot and sweaty, felt like it had been splintered when he pushed his cock inside you, wrenching out a cry that sounded fevered and primal. You feel him. All of him. Every time he pushed out you felt empty, your body screaming for him till he filled you again. The heat in your belly grew stronger and you knew you weren't going to last much longer. "Harder, Legolas," you cry into his ear. "I want you to go harder, and faster."
That was like music to his ears. You practically sob in relief when he pulled out and slammed into you, your fingers raking down his back every time his cock went in deeper, filling you and stretching you. Your body grew tense, and your breath grew shallow. "Legolas...I--I" you cry. "I'm sure if I can--"
"Cum for me," he breathed as he plunged into you, his arms now tightening around you like a vice. You couldn't hold back any longer and your walls tightened as your orgasm washed over you, something which sent Legolas over the edge. He felt like his soul poured into you when he climaxed, his hips buckling when he cried out your name and collapsed against you. The world seemed to go dark just then.
Your breathing came out like satisfied sighs. "Meleth?" Through the haze, you hear his breathing, his hand brushing over your hair. "Meleth."
Your eyes fluttered open to his. Eyes that were once dark had now filled with light. "Meleth." You feel lazy even though the both of you were naked and under the Mallorn tree. Legolas fumbled around for your cloak, draping it over himself to cover you both. "We just made love out in the open."
His chest rumbled. "Well I don't care," he said, nuzzling your cheek. "Do you?"
Your cheeks had turned pink, you were sure of it. "I do... A little."
Legolas laughed and moved so you'd be next to him. "Sleep meleth." He melted when you moved your head under his chin and yawned. "I'll wake you when it's time to head back."
No one disturbed the two of you. Only the fireflies stayed for company. 
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meteors-lotr · 8 months
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Bain: So what did you all do on your recent dates? Tauriel: Sigrid and I hiked a mountain to watch the sunset from the top Legolas: Aragorn and I went to a Renaissance fair Arwen: Wyn took me for a picnic in the woods Tilda: Tilda: I made Boromir come grave robbing with me
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thehobbitgirlie · 10 months
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I love that legolas has a thing for redheads
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river13245 · 2 months
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The Hobbit
Navigation / Main Masterlist
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Characters
Bilbo Baggins (none yet)
Thorin Oakenshield (none yet)
Bard (none yet)
Gandalf (nont yet, Platonic only)
Kili
Thranduil (none yet)
Legolas (none yet)
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child-of-the-nights · 2 years
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You holding them while they fall asleep part 1
Lotr and The Hobbit characters x Reader
Trope: Hurt/Comfort
Summary: You comfort them after a long day and they fall asleep in your arms
Featured: Thranduil, Thorin, Legolas, Bilbo, Tauriel
Next part: Elrond, Kili, Fili, Aragorn, Gimli
Warnings: blood, (let me know if I should add more)
- Gender neutral reader -
Thranduil: 
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Thranduil was off killing spiders that day. You knew how much he hated the fact that his precious forest was filled with those beasts, so you understood when he decided to join the hunt. 
For whatever reason, you stayed behind. While he wasn’t available, you had dealt with the papers he marked to do that night. You didn’t think much of it. He was going to be really tired when he came back, that much you knew. It only seemed fair you let him rest that night instead of doing paperwork. 
So when you were already in bed, waiting for him, you heard the doors slowly open. You didn’t look up from your book as you greeted your elven lover. When you didn’t recieve an answer, you finally looked up at him. And what you saw broke your heart.
His shoulders posture was tense and he looked at you with a blank stare. Thranduil had blood splattered on his face. With a sigh, his shoulders slumped and he sat down on the edge of your shared bed. 
“Do you want to talk about it, meleth nîn (my love)?” you asked as you crawled closer to his slouched form. You put a reassuring hand on his upper back when he shook his head. 
“Come on, let’s wash the blood off of you.” With that, you took him to the bathing chamber. 
After the bath, you layed down on the bed. Once you were comfortable, Thranduil moved closer to you. When you opened your arms to him, he basically crashed onto you. 
Thranduil hugged you so close, if you didn’t tell him to loosen his grip, you whould’ve choked. Once he was hugging you comfortably, you let out a sigh. “Gi melin (I love you), Thranduil. Whatever happened today, you are safe now. Please rest.”
“Gi melin...” he whispered into your chest. You could hear his voice breaking but you didn’t say anything. 
Thranduil started dozing off as soon as you began stroking his hair. It didn’t take much time for him to fall asleep and you soon followed. 
Thorin: 
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You won back Erebor after a very long fight. It wasn’t just long but extremely tiring. But you got through it with your lover and you couldn’t be happier. Soon you started rebuilding the destroyed chambers of the mountain. It took you and your friends long hours every day but thankfully you got some help from the outsiders. 
Thorin and you got a large bedroom to yourselves, not that you spent a lot of time there though. Most of the time the two of you were needed elsewhere as Thorin was the king there after all. 
On one fateful night however, you woke up to someone muttering. As you opened your eyes, you could see Thorin sitting on the edge of your bed, his face covered by his palms. You whispered his name but he flinched. He slowly raised his head and turned to you. 
The dull eyes that looked at you were indicating that something was wrong, so you moved closer to him. To which he sighed and turned to look at his hands. He was picking at his fingers, which meant that he was obviously nervous. 
“What happened, amrâlimê (my love)?” you asked while yawning. He shook his head with a sigh. 
“I’m fine. Go back to sleep.” he whispered.
“Sure you are.”
You put a hand on his arm and rested your head on his shoulder. After a few minutes, you could feel a relaxed breath escape his body. With his free hand, he caressed your arm and closed his eyes. 
“I was thinking of the gold.” he admitted. “How it took control of me. My dreams are plagued by it.”
“Oh, Thorin...”
You pressed a kis to his neck and whispered sweet nothing in his ears. Once he was calm enough to fall asleep, you pulled him under the covers and let him rest his head on you chest. Thorin wrapped his strong arms around you and pressed a quick kiss to your neck. 
He fell asleep in a matter of minutes in the warmth of your arms. And even if he was plagued by haunting dreams, he felt safer now. 
Legolas: 
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Dating Legolas wasn’t the easiest. It wasn’t because of him, of course not. Legolas was the kindest person you had ever met. The problems started when Thranduil found out about your relationship. It didn’t take long for him to know and at first he didn’t approve. 
Legolas fought a lot with his father about this matter but the Elvenking soon gave in and welcomed you in his home. Now you were staying in Legolas’ chambers. 
Your elven lover was the happiest, of course. He believed that the two of you would eventually make amends and somewhat befriend each other. And soon, you and Thranduil would actually sit down to talk without Legolas nagging the both of you. They were quite pleasant conversations. 
But sometimes they still fought over things. Most of the time it wasn’t because of your relationship, as Thranduil knew his son loved you and accepted that. Those arguments were about things Legolas often didn’t wish to speak about. 
Tonight was one of those nights. Legolas slipped into your shared bedroom with a sad expression. He sighed as he walked over to you and hugged you closely. 
“Are you okay,  melethronen (my beloved)?” you asked as he buried his face in your neck. 
“Ada... (father)”
That word was enoguh for you to understand the problem. You gently stroked his hair and led him to the bed. After Legolas undressed, he got under the covers and hugged you closely. 
He let his head rest on your chest as he hugged your torso. 
“You have no idea how much I longed for this.” You could practically feel his wordson your skin as Legolas’ voice was low when he was tired, therefore it tickled you. 
You let out a little chuckle. “Not more than I did.” He smiled at that.
After a few minutes of stroking Legolas’ hair, you could hear the sounds of soft snoring. You smiled to yourself as you soon drifted off to sleep as well. 
Bilbo:
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Once Bilbo came back from his journey, he wouldn’t stop telling stories of mighty dwarves and elves he met on his way to Erebor. Of course, there were things he only told you little about, like the ring he found while traveling. 
Bilbo pretty much left you in the dark about the ring’s powers but you didn’t want to bring it up if he didn’t wish to tell you. One thing you knew however was that he started getting night terrors because of it. 
Tonight, you woke up to an empty bed. You called your lover’s name but no one answered you. Nor did anyone for the second time you called. For a few minutes you were just lying on the comfortable surface but then you had enough of waiting for Bilbo. 
You got out of the bed and started looking for him. He was nowhere to be found however. For a minute, you wondered if he had left to go on another journey without telling you but that thought was quickly swept away by the fact that you saw smoke from the windows. 
Once you walked outside, you found your lover sitting on a bench with a pipe in his mouth. You sighed at the sight, knowing that Bilbo couldn’t sleep that night, so he came outside not to bother you. 
Bilbo turned to look at you when he heard the opening of the door. He looked tired and yet here he was.
“Why are you outside at these hours?” You sat down next to him. 
“I could ask you the same.”
He sighed and took a glance at his palm. That’s when you saw the ring. Bilbo closed his palm and quicky hid the ring in his pocket. 
“I wonder if I did the right thing sometimes.” he confessed. You sat there, watching him, not really knowing what the right words were in this situation. So you just put a hand on his cheek and gently turned his head so he could look at you. 
Then you smiled at him with so much love, he felt like he was going to explode like a volcano. Bilbo cleared his thought then gently put down his pipe on the grass. He pulled his legs up on the bench and rested his head in your lap. 
You began stroking his hair as he whispered a quiet ‘I love you’. 
“I love you too, Bilbo. So please rest.”
He fell asleep almost immediately. 
Tauriel:
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Tauriel was hunting spiders all day. It wasn’t new. She was so eager to hunt every single one of them down that she was willing to leave the forest to go to their nest. You told her how dangerous that would be but she was a very stubborn elf. 
One night, when the hunting group already came back, both you and the King questioned where Tauriel could’ve been as she wasn’t with them. Legolas offered to search for her as you retired for the night, waiting eagerly for your elven lover to come back. 
Once you were already in bed, you heard the door open and Tauriel stood there with a rather annoyed expression. You petted the bed right next to you and she sat down. She folded her arms across her chest as she looked in the distance. 
“I just wanted to help.” she started. “But how could I if our king doesn’t let me go to destroy their nest?” 
“I know you mean well, meleth nîn (my love), but going out alone is dangerous!”
She released a sigh and nodded, agreeing that it was rather foolish to go alone but she didn’t have another choice. 
Once Tauriel was done ranting about that day’s hunt, she went to take a quick bath and came back to you with tired eyes. She laid down next to you and pulled you into a firm hug. 
You chuckled at that but you let her do it anyway. She rested her head on your chest as you stroked her hair. Tauriel let a silent groan as she felt the frustration of the day leave her body. 
“Mae carnen, Tauriel (you did well).” you whispered. “One day the king is going to realise you were right and you will take every single one of those beasts down.”
“Thank you, mil nîn (my love).”
You smiled as you placed a kiss on the top of her head. She hugged you a little closer at that. 
It was only a matter of minutes before Tauriel’s grip lightened and she fell asleep. You gave her heair another stroke and whispered: “Gi melin (I love you).” 
Soon you were asleep as well. 
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🏹☆🌿♡ my favorite ships from the hobbit/lotr !
bilbo x thorin
legolas x aragorn
legolas x gimli
kili x tauriel
aragorn x arwen
as time goes by i will (probably) add more (or not)
(i'm looking for moots who like these ships too)
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poetrylovingsilion · 1 month
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Let me wrap my words around you so you know you're not alone. Give me your loose threads so I can weave them into a poem.
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kierancaz · 2 years
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Thinking about the fact that Tauriel probably would’ve smuggled Kili into the undying lands if she was given the chance.
Just imagine Tauriel, Kili, Legolas, and Gimli rolling into the Undying Lands and all the other elves are like “UGH youth these days what’s WITH THEM AND THEIR DWARVES”
Like Legolas comes back with Gimli and Tauriel sees them and the next time she’s with him she’s just like “so you finally came around to dwarves huh? Or is it just that he has red hair?”
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deadthingposting · 1 year
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Tolkien : yeah dwarfs hate basically every other race and they have a special hatred for elfs specifically
Everyone including Tolkien himself: but what if, hear me out a dwarf and a elf become friends? Like the bestest of friends like lovers even
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