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Tauriel x reader - (I couldn't find a title?)

(A/N: (1) In case it isn't very obvious, you're part of the Mirkwood royal guard. (2) If anyone has an idea for the title, please help! T-T. (3) Also, I've just discovered I think I may have a huge crush on Tauriel.)

You strode through the woods by yourself, lost in your thoughts. The captain of the Woodland Realm's guard was on your mind so often these days.

Tauriel was your friend, but you found yourself wishing she was more. If only you could approach her and tell her of your feelings... But you were too afraid to lose her friendship. It was better for matters to stay as they were.

You sighed and sat on a fallen log. Why weren't things ever simple?

You were so distracted you didn't notice the rustling bushes until a huge spider jumped at you.

As a reflex, you drew your sword and cut it down in one fluid motion. You stood up quickly as it fell and looked around. Were there more?

Apparently so. The bushes around you rustled again and this time you drew your bow, shooting again and again at the spiders that kept appearing. You had shot at least a dozen when they finally got too close and you had to use your sword.

You cut and slashed again and again, but there was apparently a nest nearby, so more and more spiders appeared. You were forced to fight off three spiders at once, and already sustained a few cuts and bruises.

A spider jumped on your leg and knocked you down, but you impaled it.

Is this really it? You wondered. Am I going to die here, killed by some stupid spiders?

Then the spider nearest to you fell over, dead. An elven arrow sprouting from its abdomen.

More and more arrows rained down, decimating the spiders. You raised your sword again and joined in, killing any spiders that came near. You still couldn't see your savior.

An arrow pierced the last spider and it fell over, dead. The ground was littered with what looked like half a hundred dead spiders. You had definitely come close to a nest.

You re-sheathed your sword cautiously, panting.

Then Tauriel dropped down from the branches of a tree. "Are you alright?" She turned to you immediately in concern.

"I... Yes. Thank you..." You stood, stunned.

She walked over to you, dropping her bow as she came to inspect you. "Oh, Y/N, you're hurt." She took your face in her hands, fingers brushing over your cuts.

On a sudden instinct, you took her hands and pulled her closer, brushing your lips with hers.

She seemed surprised, and you were sure you had made a mistake, but then she pulled herself against you, kissing you back.

When you finally broke away, you grinned. "You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that."

"Me too." She shook her head. "Through I'm not sure I know what I feel about it, now that it finally happened..." She looked thoughtful.

"I can show you again, if you like." You smiled, and she pulled your face to hers to kiss you again.