Re: fill: fili/kili: watch and learn (2/2)sospesDecember 22 2012, 16:44:10 UTC
Fili sits up, turns round to face his brother. He tugs the clasp off the end of one of his braids, separates the strands - and he reaches out, takes Kili’s hands, pulls them close. “Unravel it,” he says, and keeps his brother’s gaze, heavy and dark in the night. “Slowly.”
And Kili does as he’s told, dirty fingertips slipping strand over strand, fascinated despite himself. Fili watches him, and says, “You see how it works?”
“Sort of,” Kili answers, and his hands falter. The braid is unwoven: the night breeze gusts loose hair against Fili’s cheek.
“Now fix it,” Fili says, and he finds himself smiling at the startled look in Kili’s eyes. “Go on: it’s not that hard.” He covers his brother’s hands, watches as Kili’s eyes flick up and then away. He can feel the warmth of Kili’s skin against his cheek, and he says, “Three strands. Take the left, put it over the middle. That’s the new middle: put the right over that.” Kili’s hands are hesitant to begin with, and there’s a shallow furrow creasing the middle of his forehead, but Fili keeps his hands close to his brother’s and feels as his finger’s grow more confident.
There’s a smile on Kili’s lips when he finishes, and he picks the clasp up from Fili’s lap, snaps it round the end. He looks absurdly proud of himself, and Fili slides his touch down the braid: it’s a little lumpy, but not bad for a first attempt - and Kili slips his hands away, says, “Sorry.”
Fili looks up at him. “Why?”
Kili’s cheeks are flushed: he gestures uselessly between them. “This. It’s stupid. I should know...” He trails off.
“Yes,” Fili says, smiling, “you really should.” He touches Kili’s cheek, feeling the roughness of his stubble, watching his brother lean ever so slightly into his touch - and they’re surrounded by the others and supposed to be on watch, but he can’t help himself: he leans forward, presses a quick kiss to Kili’s lips. “Now let me,” he says with a grin. He works deftly, delicately, weaving dark hair in and around itself in neat, tight braids. He can feel Kili watching him, eyes dark in the firelight, but he doesn’t return the gaze until he’s done: he tugs the clasps from the end of his moustache, slips them around the slender braids that now frame his brother’s face.
Kili’s eyes are warm. “All those years in front of the mirror paid off,” he says quietly, teasingly.
Fili tugs at one of the new braids, smiles at Kili’s wince. “You’re welcome,” he answers.
Kili touches his cheek, plays with the loosening braids in his moustache. “Thank you,” he says in return, and his eyes smile. Kili kisses him lightly, lips chapped but warm, and the clasps in his hair bump against Fili’s chin.
You are a gift, seriously. I track a lot of threads here, and every time you pop up in my inbox I get so excited.
Another great fill, really. I love the ease that you give these two brothers, how comfortable they are around one another, how loving. It hurts my heart in such good ways.
So please keep writing <3
--Also, are you/do you keep a list of fills you've completed? I don't want to miss any!
Oh, thank you. It means so much that people enjoy what I write - and I'm just loving writing these two so much right now. I plan to keep writing!
I link all my fills on my journal, mainly to pander to my own need to have everything neat and in one place... Nothing's f'locked, so feel free to use my archive system as your own. :) Again, thank you!
Re: fill: fili/kili: watch and learn (2/2)sospesDecember 22 2012, 17:27:18 UTC
Thank you! Thank you for writing fanfiction for this pairing, and thank you for being excellent at it!
I'm ashamed to say this but I have hanged around your page for like the whole day hoping that a new fanfiction would pop up and when it did..... all I can say is that I adore your work!
Re: fill: fili/kili: watch and learn (2/2)mikihishaDecember 22 2012, 23:45:38 UTC
I'm seriously following your fics from now on, I love your Fili/Kili and your headcanon you told me about xD I'm totally glued to your butt right now,lol
Re: fill: fili/kili: watch and learn (2/2)plingo_katDecember 23 2012, 04:11:52 UTC
Oho, I read it and it was wonderful and then I decided to look up in case the author wasn't anon, and look! IT'S YOU. Your fic is consistently well-written and full of feels, and I love it. <3
And Kili does as he’s told, dirty fingertips slipping strand over strand, fascinated despite himself. Fili watches him, and says, “You see how it works?”
“Sort of,” Kili answers, and his hands falter. The braid is unwoven: the night breeze gusts loose hair against Fili’s cheek.
“Now fix it,” Fili says, and he finds himself smiling at the startled look in Kili’s eyes. “Go on: it’s not that hard.” He covers his brother’s hands, watches as Kili’s eyes flick up and then away. He can feel the warmth of Kili’s skin against his cheek, and he says, “Three strands. Take the left, put it over the middle. That’s the new middle: put the right over that.” Kili’s hands are hesitant to begin with, and there’s a shallow furrow creasing the middle of his forehead, but Fili keeps his hands close to his brother’s and feels as his finger’s grow more confident.
There’s a smile on Kili’s lips when he finishes, and he picks the clasp up from Fili’s lap, snaps it round the end. He looks absurdly proud of himself, and Fili slides his touch down the braid: it’s a little lumpy, but not bad for a first attempt - and Kili slips his hands away, says, “Sorry.”
Fili looks up at him. “Why?”
Kili’s cheeks are flushed: he gestures uselessly between them. “This. It’s stupid. I should know...” He trails off.
“Yes,” Fili says, smiling, “you really should.” He touches Kili’s cheek, feeling the roughness of his stubble, watching his brother lean ever so slightly into his touch - and they’re surrounded by the others and supposed to be on watch, but he can’t help himself: he leans forward, presses a quick kiss to Kili’s lips. “Now let me,” he says with a grin. He works deftly, delicately, weaving dark hair in and around itself in neat, tight braids. He can feel Kili watching him, eyes dark in the firelight, but he doesn’t return the gaze until he’s done: he tugs the clasps from the end of his moustache, slips them around the slender braids that now frame his brother’s face.
Kili’s eyes are warm. “All those years in front of the mirror paid off,” he says quietly, teasingly.
Fili tugs at one of the new braids, smiles at Kili’s wince. “You’re welcome,” he answers.
Kili touches his cheek, plays with the loosening braids in his moustache. “Thank you,” he says in return, and his eyes smile. Kili kisses him lightly, lips chapped but warm, and the clasps in his hair bump against Fili’s chin.
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Another great fill, really. I love the ease that you give these two brothers, how comfortable they are around one another, how loving. It hurts my heart in such good ways.
So please keep writing <3
--Also, are you/do you keep a list of fills you've completed? I don't want to miss any!
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I link all my fills on my journal, mainly to pander to my own need to have everything neat and in one place... Nothing's f'locked, so feel free to use my archive system as your own. :) Again, thank you!
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ok but seriously that was fucking adorable and I'm flailing so much over here aaaaa <3
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I'm ashamed to say this but I have hanged around your page for like the whole day hoping that a new fanfiction would pop up and when it did..... all I can say is that I adore your work!
Stay perfect! ;)
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*blush* Thank you so much! :)
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I'm totally glued to your butt right now,lol
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you're fics are beyond perfect! <3
you've got their character spot on, it's brilliant. :D
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