#lauraaaaaaaaaa

[billy-royalton]

this is sick and twisted my heart is breaking this is all i ever wanted i can't do this that's my boy that's my man that's my king he's talking to his mom right now and i'm gonna throw myself into the SUN

[displacedhobbit]

lazy saturday

happiest of birthdays to my lovey, dianalunae!! thank you for all of the love and support you've given me since we've met; i appreciate and love you a lot, okay bb? :) i hope you enjoy this little ficlet for your birthday!

(warning: there be modern!au/notrelated durincest ahoy)

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He wakes slowly, leisurely, to the feeling of long fingers carding through his hair.

He knows Kíli can tell that he’s awake; his fingers shift from idly brushing to deliberately scratching, and he can hear the sound of a book being set down on their nightstand. Smiling lazily, he stretches out like a cat, adjusting himself so that he’s curled up against the brunet’s side, smiling wider as long, lanky arms wrap around him.

“G’morning, sleepy-head,” Kíli murmurs, voice thick with sleep, even though he’s probably been up for a while. While Fíli himself was a night owl, prone to staying up until all hours working or reading or playing video games and sleeping late into the day, Kíli woke with the sun every morning. It was, however, particularly endearing how his younger boyfriend tended to laze around in bed with him on the weekends, reading or watching television on mute.

“Mmm,” he manages in reply, squeezing his arms tighter around Kíli, fully intending to doze off again as he settles in against his love. “Still sleepy,” he slurs, smiling once more when he feels Kíli’s hand smoothing patterns against his back. He is traversing the plains between sleep and wakefulness when his stomach makes a wholly undignified growl, one that pulls a hearty laugh from his boyfriend.

“S’not funny,” he protests with a pout, but his frown only lasts a second before he dissolves into his own bought of laughter.

“Maybe we should go to Bilbo’s for breakfast?” Kíli offers, scooting down and turning so the pair is facing one another.

Fíli brushes their noses together, reaching up to brush some of the chocolate strands from the other’s face, smiling softly at the warmth and love he sees shining in his eyes. “Mmm,” he hums again, nuzzling in to press a kiss against the brunet’s lips. “That sounds nice,” he admits, but makes no move to disentangle their limbs and instead pulls him closer for another, deeper kiss.

He has always marveled at how responsive Kíli is, how the young man always curls up against him, how his hands always grip at his shirt, at the breathy, whisper-soft moans that slip out when he deepens the kiss.

“This seems nicer,” Kíli whispers when they part, his cheeks flushed pink, small, contended smile tugging at his lips.

Fíli grins. “Doesn’t it?” but his stomach growls again and sends the pair into another giggle fit.

“You stay here,” Kíli says once he calms his laughter, leaning in to steal a kiss and quiet Fíli’s lingering chuckles as well. “I’ll run and get take-away from Bilbo’s, and then we can continue this, yea?”

“Breakfast in bed?” he asks, grinning when the brunet nods in agreement. Fíli kisses him again, slow and languid as he cherishes the feel of Kíli’s body against his. “You’re a saint,” he murmurs, pressing their foreheads together tenderly.

“Love you,” Kíli murmurs, before reluctantly pulling himself from bed to retrieve their breakfast.

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dianalunae answered: Durin bbs have a fight? Maybe Kili does something dangerous and Fili yells at him and then sulking before they have to make up?

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:3 thanks my love. i hope you like this!

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“Are you mad?!” Fíli shouts, face red and twisted with anger, causing the mirthful smile to fall from Kíli’s lips. “Have you completely lost your bloody mind? What if you had fallen?”

Just seconds before, Kíli had been perched high up in a tree, bow drawn and aiming at a rather large buck below. And he had gotten the buck. With one clean shot. He’d been completely elated at the kill, had practically jumped down the tree in his excitement, only to be met with Fíli’s angry face.

“What?” he asks, rather dumbly. He didn’t do anything he hadn’t done a dozen times before.

“What?!” Fíli parrots, eyes going narrow as he shoves at his shoulder roughy. “Climbing sixty feet up a tree and letting go of it to shoot your bow? Balancing on a tiny little limb sixty feet in the air?”

“It wasn’t tiny,” he protests weakly, realizing the validity of his brother’s complaint. He receives a stern glare in return. “It was perfectly safe! I’ve done it loads of times before!”

That proves the be the wrong thing to say, as his brother’s face gets impossibly redder and he shoves him hard in the shoulders once more, with enough force to send him stumbling backward.

“Do me a favor then,” he all but snarls, “and don’t act like a complete idiot when I’m around to watch you kill yourself.” He stomps off into the woods, shoulders hunched in anger.

He doesn’t go too far, not far enough that Kíli can’t see him, before he yanks his twin swords free of their scabbard and starts hacking away at a poor, innocent tree in frustration.

He chews on his bottom lip in frustration. He hadn’t thought Fíli would be so cross with him. He really had pulled that same shot off a number of times before, and he always made sure he was on a sturdy branch with his balanced centered before he even tried. It wasn’t like he wanted to plummet to his death through the tree limbs. Couldn’t Fíli see that?

With a sigh, he turns back to the felled buck, digging through his pack for his supplies as he begins to clean the animal. He’d really thought his brother would have been proud of him for pulling off such a shot, but he’d only made him angry. Again.

He blinks back unbidden tears of frustration. He didn’t mean to be a burden, he didn’t mean to worry Fíli so, but it seemed like that was all he did anymore. Uncle had warned him that he was far too reckless for his liking, but Kíli hadn’t really taken it to heart, not until now. He liked climbing trees and exploring and hiking, but if it made Fíli angry with him, then…well, he’d have to do it less often, or not at all.

He works quickly and efficiently, all of his efforts focused on cleaning the buck and not at all dwelling on his brother’s mood. The sun is dipping low on the horizon when he finishes up, and Fíli plops down next to him, wrapping both arms tightly around him.

“Sorry,” he murmurs. “I worry about you too much,” he admits before pressing a kiss to his curls.

“You’re right though,” he whispers. “I am too reckless. I don’t mean to be. I just don't always think things through before I do them.”

Fíli breathes out a heavy sigh. “You have to, Kee. You have to look out for yourself.”

He’s reluctant to wrap his arms around his brother in return, as they’re still covered in blood from his kill. Eventually, the desire to comfort his brother wins out over the cleanliness of their tunics, and he hugs him back tightly. “M’sorry, Fee. I…I really did make sure I wouldn’t fall,” he utters lamely, feeling guilty for making his brother worry so much.

“I’d be completely lost without you, nadadith,” Fíli says quietly. “Please be careful, okay? For me?”

Kíli can only nod in reply. He’s never been able to refuse his brother anything.

[displacedhobbit]

Happy birthdayyyyyy <3 I hope you have a wonderful amazing day and a fantastic year, my love!

thank you, my love!! <3 <3 <3 you are the absolute best. :)

[displacedhobbit]

✈ ☂ ✐ ♚ ♛ ✿

✈ - hobbies?

aside from writing, i attempt to crochet. i also run a lot. mostly i like to be outside…hiking, biking, camping, kayaking, etc. :)

☂ - favorite season?

fall. i love the leaves and the temperature.

✐ - fave types of movies?

romcoms are my guilty pleasure and i don’t care who knows it!

♚ - favorite eye color?

i am a bit overly fond of richard armitage blue. ;)

♛ - favorite hair color?

dark chocolatey brown. i wish i had pretty brown hair instead of this straw colored junk i’ve got. brown hair makes me look like a crypt keeper though, curse my paleness!

✿ - fave kind of clothing?

cardigans, scarves, and oversized sweaters.

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replies wheeeeee

furynz said: I’ll be in Dulles for a whole 5-6 hours on Friday the 20th June, then we’re off again though.

[aggressively fights the appear at dulles at said time]

thegreensorceress said: I live in Columbus, OH. Let’s all meet somewhere in the middle. Pittsburg, maybe?

oooohhh yes i like this idea we should just have a big meetup somewhere and all hang out and be friends!!

dianalunae said: BOSTON CAN BE CLOSE!! About three-ish hours away, and my sister lives there now so I probably have a couch to crash on if necessary!

[LOUD NAZGUL SCREECH] YES PRECIOUS I WILL KEEP YOU POSTED

marigoldfaucet said: Jump on a plane to Melbourne, Australia.

uhm yes 10/10 would absolutely love to despite my cripling fear of planes. i want to visit australia SO BAD and one of my old roommates is there right now so there's so much incentivveeeeeee

[displacedhobbit]

dianalunae replied to your post:i want to meet all of you in person like how do i...

I’m just saying, if you ever go to NYC or environs and don’t let me know so I can meet up with you somewhere I will be VERY disappointed :)

duly noted, my love. and if YOU ever venture to the DC area and don't let me know, i will be similarly disappointed. :)

[displacedhobbit]

Purple, yellow, white?

Purple: 10 Facts About My Room

there is always a large pile of laundry on the floor directly next to, but not in, the hamper

my cat always sleeps on said hamper

it has a bay window with a window seat for tea drinking

and a comfy armchair for book reading

there are 3 fans

the walls are grey

my comforter is blue and green

the top left drawer of my dresser jams daily

i still haven’t hung anything on the walls

or unpacked about 4 boxes

Yellow: 7 Facts About My Childhood

i grew up in a military family

i went to 7 different elementary schools

my parents were separated for most of it

i played soccer

i broke my nose 4 times (and now it’s a little crooked :/)

i wanted to be a marine biologist

i attempted to build a hobbit hole out of snow and it collapse on me

White: 3 Facts About My Personality

i am sarcastic to a fault

i am fairly shy and don’t really open up to people i don’t know

i like to be outside:)