Dwalin had once asked him, bare-headed and rough-skinned, if he’d rather have stayed safe and dry at home, after all. Fili’s gaze had naturally sought Kili, and found his familiar frame pinned against a hazy dawn, his hair still damp from a stormy night on deck. He’d been smiling his secret smile, the young rogue, all pink lips and starlit eyes, his shoulders curled in Fili’s jacket against the morning chill. “No,” Fili had simply said. He couldn’t have longed for home if he wanted to. Home had set sail with him a long time ago, and it was standing right in front of him, mischievous and beautiful and more his than his very soul had ever been. ~by rillils
You laughed with Fili, watching as Kili and Bain sparred metal clanging against metal
The war for Erebor was over. Thorin had became King Under the Mountain about a year ago, but just barely. If it hadn’t been for you, neither he nor his nephews would be alive, but that’s not something you’d tell them.
Thorin had kept his word and gave a share of the gold to Dale to help rebuild and he had a close relationship with Bard, which is why you, Kili and Fili were currently in an empty courtyard teaching Bain how to fight. For a 17 year old, he did not know much fighting but that’s because it wasn’t necessary for Lake Town.
“Aim for gut. That’s always the best place to start and the largest place,” Kili says, blocking another attack.
“Swipe at the feet. Throws um off balance,” you say, swinging your legs from the stone wall you’re sitting on.
Bain listens and Kili, not expecting it, falls on his back and Bain stands over him, pointing his sword at his chest.
“Alright. Yield,” Kili states holding up his arms in defeat.
You and Fili both laugh as Bain helps him up.
“That’s enough training for today,” a voice calls out.
You all turn to find Bard leaning on the doorway, arms crossed and smiling.
He looks proud.
“Alright da,” Bain says, putting his sword away.
No one uses the courtyard so it has become a training ground.
Bain leaves after giving his father a hug.
“I still don’t know how to repay you,” Bard states as you three make your way over to him.
“You can start by going on a date with y/n,” Fili states and you tug on his mustache braids.
Both he and Kili knew about your infatuation with the King of Dale. Not only did they spot it when you first met him, but you also talked about it to them an a boring night.
He wasn’t an elf which made it 100x times better. He was rugged and mysterious and he made your heart flutter every time he looked at you. He made you feel important and loved and it made you want to see him constantly.
Fili winces and glares up at you.
“I would rather not,” Bard replies and your heart kind of just breaks.
It’s not like you weren’t expecting it. He was a king. A very handsome king who is a widower with three kids. You knew deep down he would never love you, but you kept hoping he did. Turns out, he didn’t.
“It was only a joke. Both Fili and Kili know my heart lies elsewhere,” you reply trying to reign in your composure.
Bard frowns but it’s only for a second.
“Aye? Well, you and that prince do make a fine couple,” Bard states as you four make your way down the hall.
“That pompous elf? I wouldn’t marry him if our fathers arranged it,” you scoff.
Kili and Fili both laugh and Bard just looks confused.
“Then where does your heart lie?” He asks again. “No where important. Come now, fili Kili, we must be going. We will come by in a few days to continue our training,” you tell him as you reach the entrance he nods and you all walk away.
Once out of eyesight, you yank on Fili’s braids again, this time his hair braids.
“Mahal, elf! What was that for?” He asks, rubbing his now throbbing head.
“That’s for making me look like a fool. I knew he would never return my feelings. I never should’ve told you,” you state, tears gathering in your eyes.
“Aw come on y/n! You can do better then him! Now is the chance to move on,” Kili states, squeezing your hand.
“I’m an elf, Kili. An elf living with dwarves. I’m frowned upon by dwarves, not even looked at by men, and shunned by elves. There is no one for me,” you reply.
Although your father didn’t approve of you living with the dwarves, he still treated you the same along with your siblings. Other elves, like Thranduil, weren’t too happy with your choice. He mentioned something about regretting it later, but you zoned out after the first two minutes of the lecture. You did not want to hear it after he called you stupid and reckless.
“Everyone in Erebor loves you! I’ve seen men checking you out! You have a wide variety of choices,” Fili states.
“Enough,” you say sternly,“I will no longer have this conversation with you.”
He nods as you walk out of Dale.
“Okay so if you could pick any dwarf, who would you pick?” Fili asks.
“I thought we weren’t going to speak of this,” you groan.
“No it’s totally irrelevant,” Fili states. You sigh and think.
“Definitely Thorin or Dwalin and maybe even Bifur,” you state. “Bifur? I understand Thorin and Dwalin, but Bifur? The dwarf that hardly talks?” Kili asks, confused.
“Hey! He talks now. He didn’t talk because he had that ruddy ax in his head,” you mutter, defending your choice of men.
You stop as you see snow start to fall. You smile, but stop as you notice three horse getting closer. You recognize the armor as Elven armor, but the hair. The hair is definitely that of Lothlorien. Kili and Fili unsheathe their swords as the elves stop in front of you.
They unmount their horses and you smile as the leader takes his helmet off and reveals himself to be Haldir, Marchwarden of Lothlorien. You pull him into a hug and he flinches, slowly wrapping his arms around your waist.
“Sometimes, I wish I could be that emotional. Other times, I’m happy just the way I am,” Haldir states, letting go.
You pout and he lets out a little smile.
“Still as childish as ever,” he states. “Still older than you,” you reply.
“By one year,” he grumbles and you just smile, pulling him into another hug.
“What are you doing here?” You ask.
“I came to visit you. My brothers came along to make sure we didn’t get up to mischief,” he states and it’s then that you realize it’s his brothers with him. You say hello the elvish way and they say hello back.
“Well where are you staying?” You ask as Rumil and Orophin get off of their horse. “With King Bard. I’ve sent word earlier,” he tells you and you nod.
“I’m going to head back to Erebor and visit you later, if that’s alright?” You ask.
“Of course. I would always love to be visited by a maiden as beautiful as you,” Haldir replies, kissing your hand making you blush and Rumil and Orophin roll their eyes.
Haldir has always had feelings for you, but never had the guts to tell you, which annoyed Rumil and Orophin greatly.
“Come on y/n. Stop the flirting and lets go,” Fili states. You move to pull on his hair again but he avoids your hand, proud of the accomplishment.
You glare at him and turn back to Haldir, blushing madly, making him smirk.
“I’m just going to, uh, go,” you stutter, turning around. You push the two brothers forward as they laugh at your sudden shyness.
“I thought you liked Bard?” Kili asks.
“Sometimes liking just one person is not possible,” you reply, forgetting of the hearing that was blessed upon the elves.
“But if you like one person, then start liking another person while still liking the first person shouldn’t you choose the second person?” Fili asks.
“Not unless the first is always stronger than the second,” you reply, shrugging. You can’t see the smile on Haldir’s face as you continue to trek to Erebor.
“What’s your history with him?” Kili asks, seriously interested.
“What’s it to you?” You ask and frown at yourself.
“Sorry. I did not mean to sound so rude,” you respond.
“Quite alright,” he says, smiling.
“As you all know, my father is Lord Elrond. His wife was the daughter of the rulers of Lothlorien. My grand parents are Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel.
One day, while visiting them, I met Haldir. It was possibly in the year 1000. I can’t remember. I was 900 and he had just turned 899.
We accidentally ran into each other. Literally, RAN, into each other. We both knocked each other off of our feet and when I looked up, I couldn’t stop staring.
He was the most beautiful elf I’ve ever met. I guess you could say it was love at first sight. He wasn’t thin like the other elves, but that’s what I loved about him. You could easily differentiate him from female elves which is sometimes hard.
I remember seeing him blush for the first and last time that day. Ever since then we’ve become inseparable. It would pain me to leave him, but he told me that we’d always find our way back to each other,” you relay, smiling at the story.
“But you guys never got together?” Fili asks.
“He doesn’t feel the same. Only sees me like a sister,” you reply as you walk through the gates.
Fili and Kili groan causing you and all of the other dwarves with in the vicinity to look at them weirdly. That includes Thorin.
“What’s wrong? Did you get attacked?” He asks the two worriedly.
“Thorin! She can’t decipher feelings for Mahal’s sake and that is too much pain to think about,” Kili replies, leaning his head on his Uncle’s shoulder in shame.
“Who is it this time?” Thorin asks, ignoring his nephew.
“This time? What do you mean this time?” Fili asks.
“For a dwarf that hates elves, your uncle is a pretty good listener. Especially when we both had too much ale in our body,” you respond, watching as Kili lightly hits his head repeatedly on his uncles shoulder muttering, “so oblivious.”
“So you know about Haldir?” Fili asks.
“One of the marchwardens of Lothlorien? yes. I also know about you and Dwalin and me and-” but you cut him off with a glare.
“So you’ve harbored a crush on Haldir for 1,942 years, but other feelings have come and gone? Then you know exactly who you should be with,” Fili states, grabbing his brothers hair so he would stopping hitting his face.
“It’s not that simple, Fee! You can’t court a Marchwarden especially if your father is the Lord of another realm,” you respond as you three make your way to the throne room.
“What is a Marchwarden exactly?”
“They’re highly skilled elf rangers who guard the outer boarders of their realms. So basically a captain of the guard. A servant. Haldir, Rumil and Orophin are all Marchwardens,” you explain.
“But your father doesn’t seem like the person to care,” Kili replies, now walking beside you, rubbing his forehead.
“When I said to drop it, I meant drop it for good. Not pick up the same conversation but with a different person. Look guys I love the encouraging words, but I just don’t want to talk about it. I’m going to go back to my room and back to Dale,” you say, leaving them at the throne room.
“Have you met this Haldir person?” Thorin asks as soon as you are out of earshot.
“Yes. We met him today. He came all the way from Lothlorien to visit y/n with his brothers,” Kili relays as they walk into the throne room.
Thorin frowns a bit. “What’s wrong Thorin?” Fili asks, noticing the frown.
“If he is to court her, she will no longer be around,” he replies.
The brothers exchange a look and Fili sighs.
“If we want her to be happy, then that’s the only choice we have. Letting her go,” Fili states.
Thorin nods as he takes a seat.
“Who does she have feelings for now?”
“Bard. I sort of jokingly asked him to take y/n on a date as payment for teaching Bain how to fight and he said that he’d rather not. Very vague but very hurtful to y/n,” fili responds.
“She can do better,” Thorin mutters.
“Are you jealous that she doesn’t like you anymore?” Kili asks, testing waters.
Thorin did not have feelings for you, but he did love you like a sister even if you were an elf. You always treated everyone equally and was never afraid to put him back his place when he was being a complete and utter tosser.
He remembered when you snapped at him for looking out for Kili more than he did Fili. You told him that it didn’t matter that Kili was younger than Fili. He should learn how to love both of his nephews equally or one would revolt against him and the other was sure to follow. After that, he always made sure to look after the both of his nephews and that made Fili feel more loved than ever before.
“I have never had feelings for y/n, but I care for her. Bard is a noble man but she can do better,” Thorin responds.
“So if it came down to Bard and Haldir and she came to you for advice, who would you tell her to go to?”
Thorin sighs. Once his nephews find something interesting, they never stop questioning it.
“Seeing that I have not met Haldir, I would not be fit to make the choice now would I? Now if you two don’t mind, I have a meeting with the King we were just talking about,” Thorin says as the doors open.
Dwalin and Balin walks in with Bard, Bain, and a guard.
“Have fun, brother,” Kili giggles, leaving the throne room.
Fili throws a coin at the back of his head and he winces, flipping the elder off. Thorin sighs at their antics.
were shivering uncontrollably when you woke and somehow you were even
more achy than the morning before. Beneath you, the ground was damp
and the air around you chilly. Your head slipped from your bag and
you wriggled in the dirt like a fish as you struggled to get yourself
into a sitting position. Finally sitting up, you looked over at
snoring dwarf king beneath his heavy cloak; a stab of jealousy rising
could hear the steady sheet of rain pattering on the outside of the
canvas and you sighed with dread. You would no doubt be trudging
through the muck and while your jacket was nice, it would be soaked
through in no time. You straightened your legs, trying to stretch the
cramps out before your dug your feet into the dirt. You needed to get
moving or the aches would only grow worse; a few hops around the tent
tried to rock yourself forward onto your feet but fell back onto your
butt with a stifled grunt. You tried several more times before you
were out of breath and nearly ready to cede defeat. Catching your
breath, you turned yourself over and managed to steady yourself on
your knees. One good sway backwards and you would be upright; you
were not so helpless as you seemed.
Sky by pyxis(deanohell) - The flecks of blue and white look at home on his skin, each drop a mark of his trade; a rainstorm of colour that never quite washes clean.In which Fili is an explorer and Kili the cartographer he left behind.
The King’s Crown by durinsprinces -
It’s Fíli coronation day, and while he’s excited to become King, he’s scared and sad to say goodbye to Thorin (and Bilbo). But Kíli has just the surprise to help ease the sadness and remember why he’s celebrating to begin with.
Paper Heart by oakshields - Fili knows it would take no effort on either of their parts and he could have his lips on Kili’s in seconds, less than seconds. He could kiss Kili, push further up into him and kiss his brother until there was no breath left inside him, until all the stars were plucked from the sky to be placed behind his eyes and not even hearts were left to beat.And the second Fili thinks this, he’s terrified. Utterly and completely and wholly terrified.(or: the one where fili has vowed to love and protect his baby brother since he first laid eyes on him. even if that means hurting him in the process.)
Children of the Dispora by Vera -
Though he had never seen it, Fili was of Erebor. He knew this as he knew his parents’ love and the color of the sky.
In the Darkness a Torch We Hold by shinigami714 -
“Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.” (honestly anything by them)
Roping the Wind by saucywench - (this fic always ends up on my rec list, idc) Fili is a cowboy who just wants to be able to find a place he can call home and people he can call his family. When he stumbles across what seems like the perfect job, will he be able to let his past go, or will it ruin everything?
Tetheredby filiandkiliheirsofdurin(me) - Fili is in love with Kili when they start out on the quest to reclaim Erebor. This is a stream of consciousness told from his PoV during their time together.You are pressed close to me, I can feel your heat through my clothes, your legs touching mine. Even if I try to move away just a little you manage to still find me. It is like an unseen force pulls you towards me even when you are not conscious. It is a blessing and a curse. What I wouldn’t give to be able to reach out and wrap my arms around you, feel your waist under my fingertips. Push your clothes up just a little so I can feel your skin against mine. Would it feel like dragon fire?
Arrogance by constructedmadness - For Fíli, son of Vavi, son of Virvir, falling in love was remarkably simple. It didn’t happen in one moment. He didn’t wake up one day, tangled in his sheets, heart thumping as he realized that he had his One. It just developed as a natural progression of growing up. By the time he was in his forties, Fíli was comfortable and content with the knowledge that his One was Kíli, son of Vavi, son of Virver.He assumed everyone else knew it as well. Including (or especially) the brother in question.
Parallel by dothraki_shieldmaiden - (this is mandatory)When tragedy strikes the Line of Durin, Thorin decides to separate his infant nephews in order to keep them safe. Sixty-five years later Fili is the bored, dutiful heir in Ered Luin while elsewhere Kili is simply trying to stay alive between alleyway brawls.Everything changes when they meet and a connection is formed which seems nigh unbreakable.At least until the truth of the past and their heritage is revealed.\
Sapphire by pyxis(deanohell) - (I mean lbr here the writing is amazing)
On the morning of the ceremony to commemorate those lost in the years before Erebor was retaken, Fili walks the forest, relishing the silence, and thinking of how very lost he himself has become.
Barbarian by FuryNZ -
On patrol in Erebor’s northern reaches, Kili’s group is attacked by a fearsome clan of barbaric dwarves who live in the cold north. He is kept alive, barely, and taken north to be a slave of the clan. A golden-haired warrior, Fili, claims him. Trapped north of the mountains through the winter, Kili finds that he will have to rely on Fili for survival and protection amongst a cruel and hostile people. But the tribe’s Chieftain uses Kili as a pawn to get what he wants from Fili, threatening and harming the young prince. Fili, distraught by Kili’s suffering, must find a way to save him without bringing about both of their downfalls.
Ten Reasonsby FuryNZ -
Fili and Kili give ten reasons why they got back together after their separation.
Kiss Me: A Love Story by Anathema_Cat-
Is love enough to overcome despair, exhaustion, fear, and anger? How much courage does a leap of faith require? Fíli and Kíli will find out as they fight to recover after losing their uncle and very nearly their lives in the Battle of the Five Armies. The brothers struggle to cope with losses, new responsibilities, external pressure, and emerging desires - and the stress threatens to drive them apart.
Our Cosmic Love by Violette_Pleasures - (WIP)
Kili is a quiet artist and gamer who prefers computers and sketch pads to human contact any day. But Fili is different. Fili makes him want to try new things, want to be a better person. He loves his dreaded, hippie big brother.
Of Rust and Gold by ellaliddy - Kili knew this journey would end in blood. What he sees when he picks up the small glass ball in Gandalf’s pack though, is fully unexpected.
Initiation by blue_butterfly - Kíli has always been different, especially when it comes to dwarven traditions. To him, they’re only hollow rituals with no meaning. To Fíli however, traditions must be honoured and followed, simply because he hasn’t learned any different. Who would have known that one day, his and Kíli’s views clash significantly over the one single tradition no dwarf can escape? And what Kíli asks of him then is against all the laws of their people…is it not?
Make me See the Stars Again - by goldenlionprince, liddie -
Kíli Oaks never thought his ad for the spare room in his little house by the lake in the middle of the forest would work but suddenly he finds himself with a tenant who needs a long vacation. Coming from the big city Fíli Durin isn’t what Kíli was wishing for but slowly he starts to open up to the quiet blond business man that seems to have a sadness about him that Kíli finds himself relating to more than he’d like to admit.
Never Lose Your Flames by LettersToShakespear -
Kili is your average University Student living in NYC, and he also very might well be the klutz from hell who has a really huge knack for setting things on fire. Cue one gorgeous and irritable firefighter who can’t believe just how incapable Kili is, and you have a recipe for disaster.
In Golden Script by constructedmadness - In the first life, souls struggle. They struggle to survive, they struggle for beauty, they struggle for purpose. The struggle is so powerful that only a fortunate minority find their other in the mountains of Arda.For everyone else, it is only the freedom from want and need, the freedom from the driving desire to create, that allows them to find their other. And so they wait in Mahal’s Halls until they find the fitted half of their souls, that they might join them in the new world that is to come.
Moonflower by shinigami714 -
In the middle of the desert lands lies a Kingdom, peaceful and prosperous, bustling with liveliness. But after an attack in a neighbouring land, darkness begins approaching quickly, along with the discovery of an exotic, dark haired man.
Push It by durinsprinces -
Instead of apologizing to Fili for breaking his phone, Kili decides to be a little shit, and continues to be a little shit until Fili puts him back in his place.
In Sickness and In Health by blue_butterfly -
The Durin brothers have always been close, but with the Battle of the Five Armies won and his nephews on the brink of death, Thorin finds himself discovering things about Fíli and Kíli he has previously had no idea of.
Sweet Red by GreenSorceress -
Takes place in Rivendell after the orc/warg attack. A little too much wine, a little too much pipe weed, a very sexy evening!
Spring FRE - #39 Wedding preparations gone horribly wrong
Okay, my take on that prompt is more like “courtship gone wrong” … but courtship is kind of a preparation to an eventual wedding… right?
This is my first shot ever at writing Durincest-FiKi…. so yeah, I hope you guys will like it.
Going for both types of prize
Warning: Incest (?)
WHAT I’VE BEEN DOING FOR THE PAST THREE YEARS
Dwarves were not renowned for their patience. Fili, however, was different. And the more he wanted something, the longer he was willing to wait to get it.
He had been preparing for weeks for that meeting with his uncle. He had practiced his speech in front of the mirror countless times and he deemed himself ready for any reaction the king would have to Fili’s request. Luckily, Thorin seemed to be in good dispositions when Fili entered the hall. He even smiled at his nephew. Bilbo had probably had a role to play in the King’s benevolent mood, but Fili wasn’t sure if he wanted to know exactly how. And still, Fili’s heart was beating in his ears louder and louder as he walked up the alley that led to the throne.
“My king,” Fili began, bowing down as the protocol required. Without more preamble, he exposed the reason that led him to ask for an official audience. “I’m here to request the permission to court Kili of the line of Durin: your heir and my beloved brother.”
Thorin frowned. “Your own brother?” he asked, probably less surprised than he should have been.