Such title. Very originality. Wow.
A selection of Kiliel drabbles and oneshots based on word/phrase prompts, some of which may eventually be expanded on into full fics. :) I really like these things; they're great for boosting creativity, something I'm in a desperate need of.
I honestly did not imagine I would ship these two as hard as I do. I thought that like Aragorn and Arwen, I'd think they were cute but would not seek out fics about them. Now I just can't help it. They've become a mighty part of my OTP collection, and I am not ashamed to say it.
To Walk in Starlight
1. Shy
Kíli was not a shy Dwarf.
He was far from it actually. He wasn't some twitter-headed human maiden who giggled and flushed crimson at the slightest interaction from the object of his affections. He didn't live life in a state of perpetual timidity like a certain Ri brother, and like his favourite little Hobbit, nor was he ever particularly backwards about coming forwards.
In fact, though he considered himself far less unmovably stubborn than most, Kíli rather thought he showcased a downright excellent example of the courage and forthrightness his kin were famous for throughout Middle Earth.
He had faced entire packs of the most vicious and ravenous of Orcs with nary a flutter of fear, staring up into the towering creatures with a resolute glint in his eyes. He had batted away their filthy, blood encrusted swords effortlessly, and rained his arrows down upon them as though picking off plump rabbits in a summer meadow.
Staring into the eyes of almost assured death had not broken his easy, confident spirit.
So why, with all these collectively indisputable variables backing his virtue, did he suddenly become utterly moon-eyed when confronted with one red haired elf and her surprisingly lewd quip about his manhood?
Thanks for reading. :)