The Dwarf Sized Elf

FAIN IS MOVING!!  SHE IS OVER HERE NOW!! 

This blog will become an archive or whatever until I get everything just right. 

So if you wanna keep talking to Fain or meet some other assholes, here ya go lol 

FAIN IS MOVING!!  SHE IS OVER HERE NOW!! 

This blog will become an archive or whatever until I get everything just right. 

So if you wanna keep talking to Fain or meet some other assholes, here ya go lol 

FAIN IS MOVING!!  SHE IS OVER HERE NOW!! 

This blog will become an archive or whatever until I get everything just right. 

So if you wanna keep talking to Fain or meet some other assholes, here ya go lol 

FAIN IS MOVING!!  SHE IS OVER HERE NOW!! 

This blog will become an archive or whatever until I get everything just right. 

So if you wanna keep talking to Fain or meet some other assholes, here ya go lol 

FAIN IS MOVING!!  SHE IS OVER HERE NOW!! 

This blog will become an archive or whatever until I get everything just right. 

So if you wanna keep talking to Fain or meet some other assholes, here ya go lol 

FAIN IS MOVING!!  SHE IS OVER HERE NOW!! 

This blog will become an archive or whatever until I get everything just right. 

So if you wanna keep talking to Fain or meet some other assholes, here ya go lol 

FAIN IS MOVING!!  SHE IS OVER HERE NOW!! 

This blog will become an archive or whatever until I get everything just right. 

So if you wanna keep talking to Fain or meet some other assholes, here ya go lol 

FAIN IS MOVING!!  SHE IS OVER HERE NOW!! 

This blog will become an archive or whatever until I get everything just right. 

So if you wanna keep talking to Fain or meet some other assholes, here ya go lol 

Okay so I’m thinking of combining this blog and my other OC @shiftiisms so I can manage easier 

What do you guys think?

I don’t want to be brave. I just want to be myself. I don’t want to be alone anymore.

Hello friends!

So on Wednesday, I was in a car accident and I broke my arm. My car is destroyed. By the look of the car, I should be dead. I’m not kidding. I dunno what angel or entity or whatever the fuck was with me, or if my car was just that fucking amazing, but I only have a broken arm with some scrapes and bruises 

But I just wanted to tell yall that I’m okay. 

Replies may be slower than usual because typing is hard with one hand lol 

love yall! <3 <3 <3 

“According to a new healer, I that’s how I look.” The redhead rolled her eyes. “It’s odd. I barely spend twenty years with dwarves, and then I don’t understand elves anymore… not that I quite understood Mirkwood in the first place,” she admitted.

She was relieved to see Tauriel’s reaction. She was not truly lonely, at least that’s what Fain heard, but more so that she was told that she was. “Perhaps they think you have spent too much time with dwarves and the only logical explanation would be loneliness.” She went back to her crafting, making custom arrows. “Why see a healer in the first place? Did King Thranduil think you needed an evaluation of some kind?” 

“No, my sweet, he didn’t send me to the healers. I met her in a corridor I was walking down.” And that was the truth. Tauriel had always hated how she had been the subject of whispers. The lone survivor of a village attacked by orcs. The one who the prince had fallen for, and been driven away by. The one who fell in love with a dwarf. And now, the whispers were no better.

“Aah. Just like an elf to stick her nose in other people’s business on her off time.” She muttered. She continued crafting, only to pause again with a slight smirk on her face. “Perhaps she will tell me my entire existence is doomed for eternal loneliness. ‘Your poor soul is as black as a coal in a dwarf’s mine!’” She grinned as she mocks the healer’s voice. She liked to beat others to the punch before they taunt her. The daughter of an elf and a dwarf. The whispers were not very subtle, and sometimes not even polite enough to remain whispers. Which is where her temperament becomes short and violent. 

Tauriel smiled, and kissed the top of her daughter’s head. “Well, then by virtue, she’s wrong, because no matter what, we’ll still have each other.” Of course Tau missed her husband, every moment of every day, but she knew that Fain was safer here, even though she wasn’t completely happy. It made Tau wonder what she and Kili could have done differently.

“Exactly. That healer has no idea what she is talking about.” She smiled at her mother. After a moment, there was a pause and Fain had a zoned out look on her face. She missed her father, and her uncles. Not one of her dwarven kin made her feel as inadequate as the elves do. Mirkwood was safe, just as her mother said, but she wondered if that really was true. 

After a moment of thought, she took a breath and shook it off. She picked up one of her arrows, showing the etchings and paint designs around the edges. “What do you think? Too much?”