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  hi, i'm melanie and i absolutely adore you! c: i...

WAIT NO. sadly i do not ;-; i wish! oops on adding that at the end. i just really love horses and your love for them :’)

i was so hyped for a second  BUT MELANIE I STILL LOVE YOU

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Hey Tauriel, is this Sigrid and Kili? Sigrid walking the small child Kili around Dale.

asdfghjkl; i literally wrote like 200 words and then realised i was writing it on the wrong thing. it kinda got more organized towards the end but i’m sorry !!! 

a lot of people go “well, if tauriel was so good at fighting, why’d she get beat by bolg in botfa!” fails to understand that tauriel isn’t used to open battle, and isn’t trained for open battle. she’s very young, (600 according to this interview) so she wasn’t around for the war of the last alliance, which was the last time the mirkwood elves were in open battle. and when they were, they were not good at it-- they were “ill-equipped with armour or weapons in comparison with the Eldar of the West; also they were independent, and not disposed to place themselves under the supreme command of Gil-galad.” tauriel and the woodland guard’s fighting leans more towards guerilla warfare: small group of combatants against a more organized enemy (the spiders). so, it kinda explains why she freaked out and started screaming kili’s name. 

      Okay, he’s had worse before but it’s never been an arrow stuck in his shoulder and he shouldn’t be so surprised with the pain coursing through his sore muscles. But he is, undoubtedly-- mostly because he can’t recognize the surroundings, can’t force his dizzy mind to stop for a second and focus on what is going on here.

      But soon enough there are gentle, soft hands are probbing and touching his shoulder and before his mind could follow the wound was already being clean and treated. For a moment, he’s vaguely aware that he should be grateful for being found for some friendly lady while in such a state----

                  ( and maybe he’s lost too much blood, because his head is still spinning and he can’t really remember what had just happened not so long ago. )

              ❝ I don’t know---- ❞

      The words finally slip out of his tongue and he takes the momentum to suck in a deep, slow breath. It doesn’t help at all-- he feels sick, lost and there’s a sense of urgency gnawing at the back of his mind, begging to go home. Yet he pushes it away quickly because there’s something else to worry about right now.

                “ tell me.”           bare feet halt eventually against the fallen         mallorn leaves,        a smile spreading warmly upon fair features.          the lady senses that tauriel is in need of a           SPACE OUT OF TIME   ,   &      does not wish to burden her.        it’s decided that she may simply inquire instead,         for when the elven warrior wishes for her council    ──     it will be requested.            “ have you yet visited     lothlórien  ?      it has been many a year since i’ve been in the presence of an elf of your woodland realm.        not since the second age.  ”