lesbiankiliel:

jam-art:

thranduil sleeps calmer knowing even if his son married a dwarf at least he married The Supermodel dwarf and singlehandedly crushed the hopes of single dwarves and dwarrowdams everywhere

DETS YOU GOTTA SEE THIS

okay so i’ve already reblogged this, i know, but preserved-in-salt Thranduil and scorchingly-jawdroppingly-hot Gimli is everything i love forever 

A small Sansukh-verse drabble for you (featuring Gimris, Thranduil, Frerinith, and Mumblebee the stuffed bumblebee).

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Thranduil looked down from his conversation with his son-in-law’s sister at the insistent tugging on his robes. The small child doing the tugging let go of his clothing and lifted the arm that wasn’t clutching a bumblebee toy to himself in the air. Obviously he wasn’t tall enough to climb on to the couch on his own.

“Uppy!” demanded the tiny dark-skinned child (whose name might start with an F? Or was the middle one the F-child?).

The lady Gimris sighed. “Where are your clothes, Frerin?”

Thranduil carefully noted that this child – who was garbed only in some sort of loosely-fitting undergarment – was, in fact, Frerin.

Frerin grinned. “Gone!”

Gimris scowled. “Did you drop your clothes in the toilet again?”

“Not telling!” Turning back to Thranduil, he insisted again, “Up!”

Gimris turned back to Thranduil. “You don’t have to take him if you don’t want to.”

“It’s quite alright, my lady,” said Thranduil. “I find children … refreshing.”

Giving him a look that might under less charitable circumstances be considered suspicious, Gimris stood up. “If you say so, King Thranduil. If you’ll excuse me, I should see if I can find this one’s clothes.”

“Of course.”

“Bye-bye, Auntie!”

Having some experience with recalcitrant children, Thranduil set aside his wineglass and settled the child on his lap, a process which was spoiled by Frerin’s immediate turning around to look at his impromptu seat.

“Mista elfy king?”

Thranduil looked down to see the child clutching his stuffed toy in one hand and a fistful of his robes in the other.  Joy.

“Yes, child?”

“You like honey candiesh?”

Where was the child going with this?

“I am somewhat fond of them, but I must admi-” His speech was cut off by a small fist unceremoniously shoving a rather sticky candy into his mouth.

Blinking, Thranduil decided that he would rather not think too hard about the provenance of the candy.

“My thanks, child.”


OH K OH MY GOD I JUST LET OUT AN ALMIGHTY

“AAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!”

suck it up (literally), Thranduil. XD heheheheheh! Thank you so much, wonderfullest Kailthia! *hugs*

What do u think of Legolas and Tauriel being 2 Of some of the only elves to fall in love w/ dwarves, and both of them having raised by just Thranduil and not Thranduil + his wife? Is it a coincidence or something else lol hope u had a good holiday vacation. Ur stories r amazing ❤️

Hey Nonnie! Nice to be back, and yes, I had a wonderful time with my lil family 🙂

IDK, there are several layers of answer here, and I went on a bit of a ramble. Please remember that these are only my opinion, bc you asked! If you want to explore these, or the question, in any other way, then GO FOR IT.  But here we go (and I’m gonna go in point format, because it makes my brain less messy):

– We know that Thranduil is not a fan of Dwarves. At all. Any softer feelings Tauriel and Legolas develop for Dwarves come near-wholly from their own experiences, personalities and observations, and not from him. 

– Sometimes children rebel against their parents when selecting a partner, true enough – but I don’t feel that either Tauriel or Legolas would have kept Thranduil foremost in their mind when they fell in love – that is sorta creepy, for one!

– Dwarves are very very private by nature. Tolkien uses the word ‘secretive’. There’s only a few places in the whole of the history of Middle-Earth when Dwarves and Elves have lived in close proximity to each other (e.g. Hollin) – and even then, they didn’t really mingle. They didn’t live together in the one city/place, but remained apart, nearby in their own kingdoms.

– Falling in love (actual love, not just lust or hero worship) requires reciprocal contact of some kind. There’s no internet in Middle-Earth, and so Elves need proximity to whomever it is in order to fall in love. If Erebor was situated in Harad or Rhun, then Tauriel never would have met Kili. If another Dwarf had been chosen for the Fellowship, Legolas would never have met Gimli. They would never EVER have sought Dwarves out, thanks to the climate in which they were raised by Thranduil. So, location and opportunity is a big factor.

– Adversity builds tremendous bonds between people (I am Captain Obvious now). Tauriel fights for what is right, which is ultimately for Kili and the dwarves’ cause… and that stirs up passionate emotions. We do get passionate about our causes, after all! They face terrible dangers as a consequence. Gimli and Legolas are side-by-side the whole quest, they are glued to each other by the end. They face overwhelming danger and darkness, together. That sort of bond goes deep.

–  Timing is also a factor, though it’s a little more… eeehhhh *wiggles hand side to side*. But there’s this: Tauriel and Kili’s story happens long before the War of the Ring, and Legolas watches it all. Would Legolas have bothered to look deeper at Gimli if he had not already seen Tauriel’s story unfold? IDK, a lot of that is entirely movie-based and there’s not much to support it in the books. But they’re interesting questions. 

so, back to the question – my opinion is that Legolas and Tauriel came to their relationships with Dwarves through other factors, ones which came from their own experiences and observations and passions. I don’t think that Thranduil’s parenting was the deciding factor in these relationships. But that would also make an interesting avenue to explore!

idk, I hope that’s an answer! And I’m really glad you like the stories, thank you so very very much! ❤ Have an awesome 2017!

Sunday Six(ish)

poplitealqueen:

*trumpet blort*  Did you all miss these? Because I missed these. Comin’ to ya live from insomnia land: The triumphant return of Sunday Sixes!

Today’s is gonna be from Of Iron, which I will try to update sometime this week – try being the key word here. It’s about time I got that fic rolling again. It’s only been like… a year and three months since I last updated it. 

Keep reading

*screams*

*screams some more*

OH MY GOD DAIN TRYING TO BUILD A GODDAMN BRIDGE BETWEEN THESE TWO 

PUSHING THEM ALONG IT, AS THEY PROTEST AND DIG THEIR HEELS IN ALL THE WAAAY

*choirs of angels singing in Khuzdul* OHHHHHH MY GOSH I AM FULL OF ALL THE EXCITEMENT – ALLLLL OF IT!!!