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Fíli and Kíli

The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey

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𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈 – 𝐋𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

CW: Religious guilt, self-harm (whipping), flagellation, internalized homophobia, religious trauma, suggestive tension

TW: Discussion of sinful thoughts, graphic description of penance

The chapel was empty, save for the sound of breath and the soft slap of blood on stone.

Father Wilhelm knelt at the altar, face bowed in shadow. His shirt was torn open at the back, linen clinging to him in dark, wet patches. The scourge lay across his thighs—barbed, knotted, red. A relic of penance. A weapon of deliverance.

He whispered as he struck. Latin verses trembled from chapped lips, half-remembered and slurred with pain.

“Domine… libera me…”

Lord, deliver me.

Deliver me from him.

From the shape of his mouth. From the curve of his hip beneath the cassock. From the dreams that left his sheets stained and his heart hollow.

He bit down on a cry as the scourge licked his skin again. He did not see the figure standing just beyond the column, watching.

Brother Aurelian moved like a shadow—silent, sharp-eyed, righteous. He’d come to confront the Father about Brother Matthias’s late-night disappearances, but the scene before him made him pause.

For a moment, Aurelian said nothing. He simply watched. A strange heat stirred in his chest—pity, disgust, something else. Something darker.

“Father,” he finally said.

Wilhelm froze. His hand tightened on the whip. “Brother Aurelian,” he breathed, voice hoarse.

“What are you doing?” His tone was unreadable. Flat. Controlled.

Wilhelm rose slowly, shirt torn, back scored with bleeding welts. He turned, but couldn’t meet the younger man’s eyes. “Penance. For my impurity.”

Aurelian’s expression was unreadable. He stepped closer, eyes drifting over the damage. “This is not God’s will,” he murmured. “You do not need to mutilate yourself.”

“You think I want this?” Wilhelm’s voice cracked. “I see Matthias in my dreams. I wake with—” He cut himself off, ashamed. “I am not fit to shepherd anyone.”

Aurelian’s mouth twitched. “Brother Matthias corrupts everything he touches.”

Wilhelm shook his head. “No. I am the sinner. He is only—”

“A temptation,” Aurelian snapped. “He flirts with hell. And he drags you with him.”

Then—he stepped closer. Too close. His hand, warm and calloused, touched Wilhelm’s jaw. It lingered.

The air grew still.

Wilhelm’s eyes widened. He dared not breathe.

Aurelian’s voice dropped. “But perhaps… it is not too late.”

Their lips were nearly touching.

Then Aurelian shoved him against the altar.

“Repent,” he hissed, voice colder now. “You’re weak. But I can break the weakness from you.”

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I was hoping I could request a custom divider if you were comfortable doing it. I just posted my first fic for Tumblr and used one of your other dividers because I really enjoy your work, I plan on making more parts but wanted to see if I could get a divider for it. If you can I was thinking about a divider that has a lyric from Mr. Loverman. The specific lyric I had in my mind was "I'm Mr. Loverman And I Miss my Lover man" If possible for there to be stars similar to one of your other posts I would appreciate it. The specific post:

Any shade of blue would be nice as long as both people with dark and light mode could see it. Thank you so much and I hope you take care of yourself and I apologize if this is to much

Hello @mpoet 🫶🏻

I tried making two different fonts with Glowy and Neon effects. Hope you like them 💙 Also good luck to you for the fics 😍😁

No need to apologise I love receiving divider requests 😭🫶🏻

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Whom has stolen Thorin’s heart?

Whom has stolen the Mountain King’s Heart of the Mountain?

Whom has stolen the Mountain King’s young heart?

Whom has stolen the Mountain King’s one true heart?

(BGM: “Stolen Heart”《偷心》 – original by Jacky Cheung, cover by Shang Shang)

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Discovered an artist on tiktok and I had to

Tiktok link:

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i know it wasnt summer but leave me alone

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Bilbo: *invisible*

Bilbo: *trips down a mound of coins*

Smaug: Who’s there?!

Bilbo: Nobody! Go away!

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failed courtship

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sinking town lotr ver

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I love drawing him with a boner so bad

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im in the thick of it everybody knows

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it will never stop making me happy to see how GENUINELY JOYFUL and excited gandalf looks when he's making fireworks for the hobbits !!!

like this is the face of a wizard who's doing EXACTLY what he loves to do in life T-T

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I LOVE THE HOBBITS' DYNAMIC (part III)

First of all

Look at them looking like a bunch of wet kittens

And upon realizing that Gandalf is so Not there, they all immediately turn to check with Frodo, who became the unofficial leader of the impromptu quest, no questions asked other than who the black rider is and what we doing now.

And you can see how it kills Frodo a bit inside, to the point he tries to reassure Sam while they're seated for dinner. He must be feeling incredibly responsible for all of them now, especially Sam, since he was the one that assured him and quoted Bilbo's words to him when he hesitated to take the farthest step away from The Shire he ever had. At that point, the severity of their mission had not yet completely dawn on Frodo, but now they're here, chased by nightmarish creatures and with no guarantee of receiving Gandalf's guidance, and Frodo just

Can't do anything but give a reassurance he himself isn't feeling too certain about.

Thank god we got Merry and Pip here to lighten up the mood!

Right Sam?

Why does the proximity of two blonde rich bitches turn this shy gardener into a mother hen, I do not know, but it's fascinating to witness...

Well, half of the time. The other half he's following their excellent, brilliant food-related endeavors; he's becoming a permanent guest in the Merry & Pippin Hell Kitchen show they got going on, with the Ringwraiths as surprise judges, I suppose. Are we sure this is not a sitcom, actually?

Close enough

A beautiful detail is that when Aragorn arrives at Weathertop, Sam is the only one that does not look away from Frodo for a single second; his loyalty could, and has, put hordes of grown men to cry, and it's just effortless to him

But at last, all is well, and the little guys cannot be happier to be safe and sound, and together (it won't last for long, but let them have this)

First Frodo hugs Merry, then Pippin approaches Frodo from behind and they embrace as well, while Sam and Merry look proudly at them, all the while wrapping an affable arm around each other as well

(Frodo's smile here could have slayed the Witch-King, btw. To quote Sméagol: So shiny. So beautiful. Soo precious)

That look in Frodo's face as he sees Bilbo... Pippin's joy for his friend, Merry's naturally funny face of approval (he's not even trying, he's just like That at all times), and Sam's quiet relief on Frodo and Bilbo's behalf... This is 90 percent of why Fellowship is my favorite movie in the trilogy guys. Nothing can top this quartet.

Oh, and during this emotional reunion, Merry has been eating an apple all along, apparently. Iconic Behavior ✨

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My lotr au where Middle Earth is another planet and everyone is an alien 👽

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something small for @boromir-week day 1, Brother of Faramir !

much more to come…