Mar 1, 2022
this song is all i care about right now.
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this song is all i care about right now.
Bruce Davidson
Bruce Davidson is an American documentary and street photographer. He has worked with marginalised subjects nearly his entire career, from Brooklyn Street Gang to his coverage of the US Civil Rights movement to the present. His black and white work is well known. He is a Magnum photographer, having been inducted in 1958. His compassion for the subjects of his images is striking, stemming from his awareness of the power differential between himself and his subjects.
Instragam: None
Website (represented by Magnum): https://pro.magnumphotos.com/C.aspx?VP3=CMS3&VF=MAGO31_10_VForm&ERID=24KL53ZTH6
Element of this artist’s work would I like to internalise: Tenderness for the marginalised
Image that inspires me (©Bruce Davidson):
Other Resources:
Wikipedia Entry https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bruce_Davidson_(photographer)
Interview in The New Yorker: https://www.newyorker.com/culture/photo-booth/im-an-outsider-on-the-inside-an-interview-with-bruce-davidson
New York Times Q&A on the release of Outside Inside a career retrospective: https://lens.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/06/28/showcase-177/
International Center of Photography Lifetime Achievement Award video: https://www.icp.org/infinity-awards/bruce-davidson
#seizure #bluray #horror #suspense #oliverstone #hervevillechaize #theexecutioner #thequeenofevil #thedwarf #scorpionreleasing (at Horror Pain Gore Death Productions HQ)
Love is never about finding the hand that perfectly fits yours. It's about finding that one person who is willing to hold hands no matter how unfit it may be. ----------- Hahaha I still find this pic. funny 😂 #thegiant #thedwarf #hands #bnw #memories #underthestars
Time to eat!!!! #NomNomNom #TheDwarf #ChickenStand
The dwarf
Imagine Kili giving you his ring and talisman, then kissing you with all the love he has before he goes to battle
“She worries. She thinks I’m reckless.”
If it were according to you, everyone in the company should worry about Kili’s recklessness. You already know a great war is about to come and as one of the heirs to the line of Durin, Kili must go into battle. You sighed heavily. You hear laughter and you looked up to find the source.
Just in front of you is Kili toying with his brother, Fili. The sight of him laughing sends flutters of warmth spreading through your chest. It is irritating to love someone this much, you thought. Kili suddenly spuns around and notices your gaze. He grins at you affectionately. Blush spreads through your cheeks and you threw him a smile. “I must be mad to love such a dwarf.” You quietly mutter under your breath and resume your chores dutifully. The day goes by with merry songs and dances to commemorate the company’s return.
‘Tis midnight and you were fast asleep in your chambers. You hear the door creaked open slowly, and sense someone climbing into your bed. You felt a warm hand caressing the side of your face and a gentle, fleeting kiss on your lips. You swiftly drew and hold your trusty dagger to the intruder’s neck; with a flick of your wrist, he/she would be dead within seconds. That’s when you hear it. That familiar snicker. You exhale a sigh of relief.
“I could’ve cut your neck open.”
“You couldn’t even if you try, lass.”
“Kili. That was dangerous.“
“Danger is what draws me to you.”
You sighed and gave Kili a quick peck on the nose. It was too dark so you climbed out of your bed and found an oil lamp to light up. Kili comes up behind you and pulls you in for a tight embrace. You feel his lips lightly brush the back of your neck. The simple gesture sends shivers down your spine.
"Kili… "
" Yes, pet? " he purred and continue spreading soft kisses down your back. Peeling the robe slowly off your left shoulder as he showers you with kisses. How cunning.
" Kili. Stop. No not there— "
" Your mouth says stop but it seems that your body says differently.”
His hands travel from your waist to the inner corner of your thighs with fluid movements. Your body curled into his touch, as you bite your lower lip to keep your moans from escaping your lips. You can feel his smirk without looking. Damn these dwarves and their arrogance.
You try to address the issue that’s been playing on your mind but the feel of him caressing your body, trailing soft kisses down your back, licking the side of your neck and nipping your ear playfully distracts you from even forming a comprehensible sentence. All that you can muster are quiet moans of pleasure.
" Kee. W-we need to s-speak about-t something. I want umph oy stop it no—"
Before you can finish your sentence, Kili turns you around and pulls you in for a kiss. It started softly, with him nibbling on your lips, enticing you with each gentle nip. You instinctively leaned forward and deepen the kiss, hands tangled in his hair; both of you pausing only to steal quick breaths of air. It doesn’t matter how mad or worried you were of him, when he kissed you, nothing else matters anymore. This dwarf would be the death of you, you swore to Mahal.
Your lips are damp and puffed from kissing, your eyes gleam with arousal. Kili licks your lips one last time and pulls you in an embrace, chuckling as he did so. But as you showed sudden reluctance to his affections, he sighed.
"Aye. What troubles you, love? "
" I want you to promise me, that you’ll stay out of harm’s way. "
Kili furrowed his brows together. He sighed in frustration. You have been pestering him regarding his recklessness and safety for quite some time. He cupped your face in his hands and gaze into your troubled expression.
" I can’t promise you I won’t get hurt, lass. I am to protect Uncle and Fili as well. You know perfectly well of the circumstances of war."
" Aye, but I—"
"I thought you’d understand. "
Kili slowly lets you go and sat up. He then heads towards the door, somehow disappointed that you want him to promise such a thing. The look on his face tells you everything you needed to know without him uttering a single word. This quest is not his alone, ‘tis for every dwarf in the land and ‘tis for you as well. You know this, yet you dread the day he would be leaving you behind. You reach for his hand and he paused in his steps. Kili turns towards you and laces his fingers with yours, the other hand cupping your cheek. His eyes search for your trust, your love, and your faith in him.
You looked down as tears start forming in your eyes. You love him too much and can’t bear the thought of him hurt. You can’t cope with the thought that one day, he won’t come back. You struggle to say all the thoughts that has been racking your head for days on end. You grip his hand tightly.
Kili nods, understanding your silence and embraces you. You feel his warm chest, you can hear his heart beating. How are you to survive without his heartbeat lulling you to sleep? You squeezed your eyes shut, as if closing your eyes will diminish such thoughts from crossing your mind. Kili gently touches your chin, pulling your face up to his.
“Y/N, open your eyes.”
“N-no. I don’t want to.”
“I said, open them. Now.” His tone was serious.
You gently open your tearful eyes and gaze into his.
"Y/N… As long as the rivers continue to flow, you will be the only one for me. My one starlight. "
" I want you to come back. Promise me that, swear to Mahal that you would come back to me, my love. Swear it. Promis—"
Kili silence your pleas with a deep kiss. He has kissed you a thousand times over, but tonight was different. It is as if he is kissing you for the first and last time. If language were spoken with kisses, this would be a proclamation of undying love. You pulled away from him to breathe. You look up to his familiar face and stare into those dark brown eyes, your hand gently caressing his cheek. Kili smiles. He pinches the tip of your nose playfully.
"I promise to come back to you even if I am without hands nor legs or with my skull cracked open and my—- "
Your eyes go wide, staring in horror. That did it. Kili laughed so hard he almost fell over. You bit your lip as tears ran down your cheeks. Damn dwarf. Before he came, you were never the sort to cry for such silly prank.
" Oy, shush. Don’t waste your tears. I didn’t mean anything by it. Shush love. " Kili pats your head gently and tucks a stray strand of your hair behind your ears. He wiped the tears off your cheeks and you gave him a weak smile. He pulls you on his lap as he sat down on your bed.
“Y/N. I would like to give you something.”
“What is it?”
Kili takes out his talisman, the one Queen Dis gave to him, out of his pocket. He puts the token inside the palm of your hand.
“Kee, no. This is important to you. I cannot accept this. It’s as if you’re saying goodb—“
Kili raised a finger to your lips.
“Pipe down, lass. I want you to have it. It has kept me safe so far. It’s time for this token to protect me most precious gem. Say anything more and I won’t come back.”
You stiffled back a sob and nod approvingly. Kili grins at your obedience, his fingers gently pulls on one of your braids ; planting a soft kiss on your puffed lips. You nipped his lips and tackled him, landing on top his chest. You can feel his chest convulsing as a series of chuckle escaped his lips. You bury your face in his chest, drinking in his personal scent.
“Men lananubukhs menu (I love you), Kili.”
“Menu zirup men (You complete me), Y/N. None but you.”
Kili slowly pulls off his heirloom ring from his ring finger and slide it on yours. He then flips you over, pinning you to the bed. As he pull your hands above your head, his intent gaze pierces through your restlessness.
“You’re my bride, my wife as of tonight. As soon as Uncle claims his rightful place as King, we will be wed. ‘Tis be my oath to you, love.”
With that, he kissed you with all the love that he carries in his heart, all the hope he has for a future; a future by your side. The same future you have dreamed of ever since you laid your eyes upon his charming smirk. The night was carried on with a burning passion and his promise of returning to you, safe and sound.
Years has passed since that day…
You wiped the tears off your cheeks as you recall the last memory you had of your one and only love. You grip the talisman firmly in your hand as you slowly walked away from his grave.
“Mother?”
You turned around to see your son walking towards you. He was but a wee child of twenty and two and you dote on him as he is the only remaining proof of Kili’s undying love. You pat your lap several times, gesturing for Gili to come. He obediently follows suit.
“Mother, was father and Uncle Fili and Grand Uncle Thorin as brave as in the stories?”
“No. They were braver, my little dorniti (prince). Now come my darling, it’s nearly time for supper.”
“I will be as brave as father and a warrior too when I grow up! And then I can protect you!”
You smiled and ruffled your son’s messy hair. He bears an uncanny resemblance to his father as he holds your gaze with his dark brown eyes; the very same eyes that reminds you of a thousand possibilities towards an uncertain future. You shook you head and pinch his cheek lightly.
“Run along now, I will catch up with you soon.”
You kissed his forehead affectionately and tickled him as Gili runs away from you followed by his childish laughter. You turned one last time to look at the stone that has been etched with Kili’s name and sigil.
“Tak natu yenet (until we next meet), my husband. I am forever yours. Rest well in Mahal’s hands.”
Catching up to Gili, you firmly hold your son’s hand as you walked away from the clearing and towards your home; building a new future together.
Okay. So I did it. I did it out of pure love. IN YO FACE PROCRASTINATIONNNNNNNNNN!
This fanfic was inspired from an imagine of the same title at imaginexhobbit.tumblr.com