Frerin, The Archer

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sinitar-the-atrocious:

Inspired by my favourite poem from Tolkien, I decided to put these sketches and ‘visualise’ the words he wrote. Hope you like!

(via princemaedhros)

uncreativeart:

Does anyone else have this problem

I feel ya

(via pandamani)

codenamehexx:

werecakes:

I am so SORRY Hexx that this took so long for me to finish.

This is my side of the art trade with codenamehexx, find hers here.

I had fun with the sky in the open window and the blue walls. They really look the same. *sighs* I want blue walls.

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Fili was used to coming home to see his lover actively doing something. Kili couldn’t sit still for the life of him. Nori once described him as being ADHD in a meth pipe after having a day alone with the overly energetic brunet. Fili only laughed. Nori just didn’t know how to handle Kili. Kili was easy enough to figure out, he liked to keep busy, he was much too curious for his own good, and he was brighter than any sun in the universe. Fili found that it was easy to occupy Kili, get him to do something new and he’ll calm down. Put a bow in his hands and a few arrows in a quiver and he’s off like a bullet from a gun to practice archery for hours on end. He could even marathon over a dozen shows and movies with Kili, or just turn on the radio and Kili would occupy himself with trying to choreograph a dance to a song that caught his interest.  But the best way to occupy Kili was something that Fili enjoyed the most. 

Sex.

Kili loved trying new positions, visiting old favorites, sucking, riding, thrusting, licks and bites, it didn’t matter. He wanted to try it all and he was greedy when it came to it. A few times Fili had actually offered to find another person to join in with them and like a switch he was all smiles to dark storm clouds. He did not want to share Fili with anyone. The suggestion always made him bitter. So Fili stopped asking and invested a lot of money in toys which delighted Kili.

When he got home one evening he was pleased to find that Kili had busied himself with yet another project. Today it was painting the living room the same color as the zenith. The light blue was so precise that it blended in with the sky outside the open window. The doors had been left open as well, fans had been positioned to dry the paint faster and air out the house. A few garbage sacks of used paint supplies laid on the front step with all the furniture stacked like tertis blocks in the hallway.

"You are going to move these back tonight, you know that, right?" Fili climbed over a stack of three sofas. He dropped to his feet feeling a little bit of an adventurer as he worked through the narrow corridor of bookshelves that made him suck in his stomach in order to slid through sideways. 

"After I get some rest." Kili replied.

Fili came through the small opening and into the empty front room. There was Kili, laying naked with his hair pooled like dark ink over their wooden floor. He had a blue lollipop dragging over his tongue. He took his hand off of his erect cock and stuck his hand under his head as he grinned around his sugary treat while looking at Fili.

"Want to enjoy the space before I put everything back." 

"Oh?" Fili pulled on his belt as he raised one brow.

Kili rolled onto his stomach, looking more like an overly pleased cat than a man. “Oh, yes. After all, how are we supposed to play shag tag with so many obstacles.”

"Shag tag?" Fili asked as he easily toed off his shoes.

"It’s like normal tag, but if you get caught you’re bottom and get shagged."

"Then we both have to prep." Fili pulled his shirt off, dumping it over his shoes.

Kili’s grin only got wider, “It means -you- have to prep. I’m ready to play.”

Thank you so much! Oh my goodness it’s stunning and you even wrote a story for it and AHHHHHH ITS SO PERFECT. Thank you, mellon!!!

I’m very glad to hear you enjoy this!

joyslash:

• You’re mine… ♡

(via freshfili)

I really needed to see that smile.

(via feelsforfili)

Chapters: 31/?
Fandom: The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Hobbit - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit (Jackson movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Dís & Frerin, Fíli/Frerin, Frerin/Kíli, Fíli/Frerin/Kíli, Frerin & Thorin Oakenshield, Dwalin/Dís, Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield, Bofur/Nori, Fíli/Kíli
Characters: Dís, Dwalin, Thorin Oakenshield, Frerin, Fíli, Kíli
Additional Tags: Alpha/Omega, Dwalin is Fili and Kili’s papa, Alternate Universe - Fairy Tale, Modern Royalty, Modern Tolkien, Thorin tries to be a good older brother and King, omegas are the females of this world, old traditions make for great loop holes, loop holes that Fili and Kili exploit, Fili and Kili are starting up college, Alternate Universe - College/University, This kind of sounds weird, but it is a fun story, so read it, ENJOY IT, leave comments, bug me about it, I’ll probably change the summary as the story develops
Summary:

Frerin was not used to the royal lifestyle. He was used to being normal and mundane, but when his Presentation day comes he’s forced to realize how hard it can be to play the part of what his brother, the King, wishes of him.

When he finally chooses an alpha it comes as a troubling shock as to who it is and how the modern world could cope with the startling fact over the love affair it becomes.

faerytale-wings:

Been too long since I drew our lovely Golden Lion Prince. 

testing out a new style so feedback is welcome!

paint tool sai

archer-and-lionprince:

Flower Shop AU
A loud, rattling cough followed by a wet sniffle interrupts the steady sound of the rain drumming against the large windows. 
Kíli grumbles and reaches for a new tissue, wiping his running nose and adding it to the growing pile of used tissues in the bin with a miserable look. He hates being sick. 
With tired eyes he takes a look around the empty flower shop. There have been only three customers so far today and it’s almost 2 pm, but Kíli can’t begrudge anyone for not wanting to go out in this weather. It has been raining for days now and it doesn’t look like it’s going to stop soon. And to make matters worse he woke with an aching head and a bad cough.
He thought about leaving the shop closed until he feels better but then he remembered that he has to prepare flower arrangements for a wedding- and that there is the chance that his crush will come to the shop today. 
He has to give the blond man his answer after all, but the blond didn’t turn up in the last days.
Kíli thought carefully which flowers he wants to give the blond as his answer and decided to give him a simple bouquet of ranunculus –attraction- and white carnations –I’m single-. He decided against any flowers that imply more because he wants to get to know the other first before he can admit his crush or tell himself that they’re too different to go any further than maybe friendship.
He did it in the past, rushing into a relationship because he thought the other handsome and interesting and told himself that the feelings would come with time- And then he was stuck in an unhappy relationship for two years because he was a coward and couldn’t say that it’s over, Kíli remembers darkly. 
Absently Kíli looks at the white and red flowers beside him when suddenly a violent cough shakes his body, pulling the florist out of his thoughts. He drops his fountain pen, sending splatters of dark ink over his notebook and recently started drawing, and coughs into the crook of his arm. The cough seems to last forever and in the end Kíli slumps wheezing down in his chair, feeling utterly exhausted and just miserable. 
I should have stayed home, Kíli thinks regretfully and leans forward, moving his arms onto the table to rest his pounding head on them. 
“Just a few seconds…” he mumbles tiredly and closes his eyes.

poor Kili!!! 

archer-and-lionprince:

Flower Shop AU

A loud, rattling cough followed by a wet sniffle interrupts the steady sound of the rain drumming against the large windows.

Kíli grumbles and reaches for a new tissue, wiping his running nose and adding it to the growing pile of used tissues in the bin with a miserable look. He hates being sick.

With tired eyes he takes a look around the empty flower shop. There have been only three customers so far today and it’s almost 2 pm, but Kíli can’t begrudge anyone for not wanting to go out in this weather. It has been raining for days now and it doesn’t look like it’s going to stop soon. And to make matters worse he woke with an aching head and a bad cough.

He thought about leaving the shop closed until he feels better but then he remembered that he has to prepare flower arrangements for a wedding- and that there is the chance that his crush will come to the shop today.

He has to give the blond man his answer after all, but the blond didn’t turn up in the last days.

Kíli thought carefully which flowers he wants to give the blond as his answer and decided to give him a simple bouquet of ranunculus –attraction- and white carnations –I’m single-. He decided against any flowers that imply more because he wants to get to know the other first before he can admit his crush or tell himself that they’re too different to go any further than maybe friendship.

He did it in the past, rushing into a relationship because he thought the other handsome and interesting and told himself that the feelings would come with time- And then he was stuck in an unhappy relationship for two years because he was a coward and couldn’t say that it’s over, Kíli remembers darkly.

Absently Kíli looks at the white and red flowers beside him when suddenly a violent cough shakes his body, pulling the florist out of his thoughts. He drops his fountain pen, sending splatters of dark ink over his notebook and recently started drawing, and coughs into the crook of his arm. The cough seems to last forever and in the end Kíli slumps wheezing down in his chair, feeling utterly exhausted and just miserable.

I should have stayed home, Kíli thinks regretfully and leans forward, moving his arms onto the table to rest his pounding head on them.

“Just a few seconds…” he mumbles tiredly and closes his eyes.

poor Kili!!! 

hvit-ravn:

quick sketch

(via serpentine-kings-alien-queen)

For all of those who like the most fucked up pairings and kilipeppu;

Thorin/Goblin King.