#hope you like thisss!!!

[xofemeraldstars]

— for @epiphainie

[slightlymad]

L'AMICA GENIALE — ELENA FERRANTE ↳ a special poster for the wonderful and brilliant jo ( @dylanlila ) <33

[saleeba]

thigh riding ; jude bellingham 🖤

summary ♡ i mean, literally what it says on the tin.

pairing ♡ jude bellingham x fem!reader

content ♡ 18+ (mdni), smut, established relationship, thigh riding ofccc, softdom!jude (?), dirty talk, reader is a whiny mess, tiny bit of cunnilingus at the start, lots of making out bc jude bellingham having the most perfect lips and me not putting them to work would be an injustice, teeny bit of tit play, 0 plot 100% porn

a/n ♡ (yet another repost since tumblr hates me & decided to delete the last one 🫠) anon hiiii tysm for the request and for the lovely compliment 🥺💘 i hope this is what ur looking for <33 pls lmk if u have any feedback/requests my luvs :3

“oh, oh my god,” you purr, legs akimbo on the soft couch where you’re engaging in all things sinful with your boyfriend who’s kneeling on the stone-cold floor, your back arching off the material which causes jude to moan from the way your pussy pushes further onto his face.

the room is cool but your bodies are lit with the fuel of arousal. you’re completely naked by the way, jude’s one remaining item of clothing being the tight black briefs that put a strain on his rock solid cock. to say you can only see the outline of it would be an understatement. you could have sworn you’ve seen it twitch at least three times.

he’s been at it for the best part of twenty minutes now, tongue dipping in and out of your wet hole, but most of his mouth’s focus is on your growingly sensitive clit, every muscle working hard to suck, tease and kiss the bundle of nerves.

you haven’t been given the gift of even one orgasm in those twenty minutes however, the requests coming from your boyfriend’s swollen and pussy juice-coated lips insisting on you not cumming just yet and if you can hold on now, i promise i’ll make it worth the wait, darling.

jude’s tongue laps increasingly faster as the seconds pass, your eyes almost getting wetter than your soaked cunt over how unfair he’s being right now. your hands restlessly pull at his dark ringlets of hair, the moans leaving your mouth starting to become even more frenzied.

“oh fuck, jude, please,” you elongate the last syllable of that plea to show how desperate you are to finish all over his plump lips and skilled tongue, spine curving even more in an attempt to make him change his mind; change whatever he’s been planning and to just let you coat his mouth and chin with your cum.

his lips pull away from you before his large hands bring your shaking legs together, and you’re unable to comprehend how he can stop eating out your pulsating cunt and leave you unfulfilled so easily. a whine of exasperation subconsciously exits your throat.

jude bites his bottom lip to stifle a chuckle, standing up and sitting in the space on the sofa right next to you, feet firmly planted on the wooden floor.

“i promised that i would make all the teasing worth your while, right, baby?” he leans in to plant a small kiss on your pouting lips, unintentionally deepening it when he finds you laying your palms on his chest and kissing back with all the misplaced fervour you’d lost while chasing a high that never came from when his lips were lower down your body. you whine against the softness of his mouth, your own lips slightly parting to leave breathy moans. jude partially gapes his mouth too, taking in all the sounds and sighs imparting from your throat before he takes your mouth in his again, the two of you now passionately making out on the couch. before you both get carried away in the embrace of each other’s wandering hands, jude pulls away, leaving a conclusive smooch over the pout on your sweet face.

“come sit here then, darling.”

he spreads his legs and pats his left thigh, the one closest to you, and you almost haphazardly roll over in sheer desperation, the thought of your wetness on his bare skin creating a deliciously anticipating feeling in the bottom of your stomach.

as you hover over his thigh, jude can feel the heat of your cunt from inches away, gulping at the way your breathing gets shakier before you position yourself on his toned muscle with a satisfied groan.

“good girl,” he praises as you slip both hands onto his shoulders to anchor yourself, his own hands coming to grip you at the hips and hold you in place. “is my baby gonna ride me now, hm? ride my thigh until she gets what she deserves for being so good for me?” his wanton words make you clench down on the surface of his warm skin. you haven’t done this before but you’re determined to put on a show for jude and to finally enjoy the rewards of a well awaited orgasm.

you give him a hurried nod, shifting all your weight onto your hands and therefore his shoulders as you raise your body up slightly before coming back crashing onto him, a shameless moan leaving your lips when your cunt comes into contact with his thigh.

“ah, jude,” you whine out, hips rocking to run your slippery core up and down him. his spit from earlier and your own arousal helps to lubricate your gyrating movements, the ease of it all only making you move harder and faster on your lover’s thigh.

“you’re doing such a good job, sweetheart, fuck,” jude comments as he guides you on him, the slickness of your pussy turning him on beyond reason. “making a mess though, aren’t ya?” he looks down at the skin of his left thigh, now glistening with your juices.

you don’t move your eyes from his face but only whine some more, panting into the parting of his lips. “o-oh my god, jude, you feel so good.”

he grips onto your hips harder, surely leaving a bruise in the making, but you don’t care, the feeling of his muscular thigh so glorious under your drenched folds.

“you close, baby? let me help you out,” jude’s now grinding you against him himself, almost lunging your entire body into him. again you don’t mind because the sensation is so fucking good, your brain dizzy with the pretty image of his gritted teeth and dark furrowed brows. your clit throbs at the spectacle in front of and below you.

“want you to cum on my thigh, darling, need you to cum on my thigh,” he’s the one getting whiny now, voice reaching an ever so slightly higher frequency. “you deserve it, baby girl, let go for me, angel, cum all over me.” he slips the very tip of his thumb over your clit, making you nearly scream with the contrast of friction over the wet squelches of your cunt rubbing on him.

“jude, fuck, i’m so close, please,” you beg, not sure what you’re really asking for because jude is giving you his all, head ducked down and lips now on your left nipple, sucking and swirling it with his tongue, the stimulation feeding the journey to your orgasm. “shit, fuck, fuck.”

your mewling and moaning get louder, the sounds of your sopping cunt and the quiet groans coming from your lover heating up the air around you. jude pulls his mouth off your tit with a pop before his face comes into line with yours.

“cum for me, darling,” he coos, hands now at your waist to get a more centred control of your rapidly moving body. “my baby girl deserves to cum, been working so hard and so good for me, haven’t ya, sweetheart?” he flexes his thigh suddenly, the muscle seeming like it could almost penetrate you.

and with that, the cord in your lower stomach snaps. the explosive feeling travels right through to your weeping pussy where you make an unholy amount of mess on jude’s thigh, your cum gushing onto his brown skin.

you let out an almost anguished belter of a scream before jude catches it with his mouth, tongue slipping in to cradle yours as your moans get smaller and smaller, dissipating past his lips. pussy now clenching on him, he intensifies the kiss, guiding you to lay down on the sofa as he balances on top of you, hands still clasped on the contour of your waist, yours now hooked around his neck. your aching legs wrap around him instinctively and his mouth is hardworking as ever right now, dancing against yours in a heatedly sweet method.

it feels like hours before you both pull away for the sake of air, neither of you wanting to do so. jude leaves a romantically deep kiss on your lips before pulling his face up to look into your eyes.

“did so good for me, baby,” he mumbles, moving down to leave kisses on your neck as you take this opportunity to finally pant out the effects of your orgasm and catch your breath. “always so good for me.”

you experience the hardness of his cock twitch again, this time feeling it on your inner thigh. you’re not totally spent, right?

you lay a kiss on the tip of his nose before smiling oh so sweetly.

“let me repay you now, jude. please?”

[upperranktwo]

☆The Erasure Hero: Eraser Head☆

Happy Birthday Mars ♡ @man4jiro

[tiredandwireds-blog]

@jennalistening i got u

Ok here's a list of all the best Dick and Damian(mostly with father/son dynamics) fics imo. Pls dont judge me.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40095006

The Stowaway (5099 words) by LittleLadybugs

Short sweet and fluffy! Damian sneaks a cat into the penthouse and struggles to keep it hidden. At least Dick always has his back!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32923282

Emergency Contact by DawnsEternalLight for grousemouse

Hilarious and cute! Damian gets attacked on a school trip and is just the way youd expect him to be lol. Dick freaks out ofc

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49322866

my shoulders are heavy already by a_alene

Ughhh its sooo goodddd! Damian and Dick sickfic cannot recommend enoughhh plsplspls read ittt

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36304804

a chance to celebrate by emavee

So cuteee! The batfam throws a party to celebrate Dick adopting Damian. Its such a cute story that gives insight into each characters feelings and its also fluffy as hell!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/46392967

Father's Day (we were the best) by InkpotSprite

Damian decides to celebrate Dick on Mother's and Father's Day lol cute and absolutely hilarious!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40260231

I'll Carry You by BrickSheep

BrickSheep puts it best with the tag Comfort No Hurt. Its exactly as the title says dick carries damian and i get a rush of dopamine lol

https://archiveofourown.org/series/890946

I Saw Grayson Kissing Santa Claus by pupeez4eva

Damian becomes convinced Santa is after Dick Bruce is confused and Jason is evil. So pretty par for the course lol. Tbh tho this fic had me laughing so hard my sides hurt an absolute beautiful nightmare to read

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51531457

The Ping-Pong Wars by fadesfanfic

Stephanie and Damian bonding! Dick being worried over Damian! And oh the shenanigans! Its beautiful and sweet and funny and iloveitsomuchhh

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28186434

Paint Cans and Sneaking Out by CarrionCarnival

Damian sneaks out to do some graffiti and tries not to get caught lol. Cute and fun. A whole new look for Damian that I loveee

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22544392

The R Stands for – by Cirth

A beautifully written look into Damian's adjustment to his new home. Honestly made me cry ngl but sometimes you need that

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52221118

Obsolete Tools and Tangible Miseries by Corybantic

Ok we def in angst territory now gang! Damian thinks hes nothong but a weapon and Dick helps convince him otherwise. Read at your own risk cause i was sobbinggg

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37052449

the city without stars in its skies by Alienu

Ok i literally just reread this one anddd. Ughhhh im dyingggg. Damian is sent to kill Officer Dick Grayson you see where this is goinggg its so gooddd plsreadplsreadplsread

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40538418

Home Is Where the Heart Is by LittleLadybugs

Ok ill admit this ones more batfam focused then just dick and dami but still. So good. Dick is adopted by Slade not Bruce and goes running to blüdhaven to hide from him. Sadly the Birds wont leave hime alone

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22395412

Not by Blood, Maybe by Heart by Ellegrine

Ok we back to fluff now lol. Damian loves his brothers even if he never says it. In this fic he shows it by protecting Dicks honor lol

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18296282

Still the Best by Cdelphiki

3 great fics all in one spot! Literally some of the best stuff ive ever read! Iloveitiloveitiloveit pls readdd

https://archiveofourown.org/works/10918887

Catch Me (All Records Indicate) by Engineerd

The evolution of the nickname lil D. Cute and so sweet. Short but such a comfort read

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29866386

This Too Shall Pass by DarthPeezy

Just oh. just so so goodddd. Another gorgeous look at Damian adjusting to his new life with the batfam tho this one is more plot directed and ohmygosh did that plot have me in a death grip

And finally my top 2 fav fics:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19718083

Throughout Infinity by flumen

Damian is sent to an alternate universe and meets young justice Dick and crew. Ok no summary i can do will do this fic justice just know i read this in one sitting and immediately felt my sense of priorities and my mind shift. No joke this changed me.

https://archiveofourown.org/series/2021464

3:16 by partingxshot

AAAHHHH

Ok now i can talk abt this. Im in the process of rereading this AGAIN bc i literally cannot be left alone. Ok quick summary: each chapter follows Dick and Damian adjusting to their new life as Batman and Robin. I feel like most everyone who is in love with the dynamic between Dick and Damian has read this fic but i cant leave it out bc its literally my fav fic EVER. i will never be normal abt this fic if you havent read it yet plspls do

[manchesterau]

for the trademark thing: today i was bopping to this and i thought "wow i love music. me when i listen to music", and then i instantly thought of you + that pic of dan on the train with his ipod in his mouth or the one of him with earbuds in fhdshdlghlkdjglkjl <33 sorry if this makes no sense these thoughts all occurred simultaneously in my head

WAIT THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER I know exactly what photo too 😭

[mr-stottlemonk]

when the captain goes about "he thinks he owes me" regarding the time he was there for monk post-trudy's death there's a tone there that says 'i wish he didn't' and 'i did it because i want to' but specifically 'he doesn't owe me a thing, i did it because i cared and still do'

[mad-hunts]

“I’m glad we get to spend Christmas together this year.”

if it weren't for the fact that barton was already flushing because of the cold, he likely would've done so right then and there. he honestly had a tendency to not get super into the 'christmas spirit' around this time of year — but he was willing to try for the sake of his kids most of the time; typically by doing things with them like baking christmas cookies, watching movies, making snowmen... the whole nine yards. but having sibyl there did make things that much more easy for him to get 'into it' so-to-speak, barton found.

even if they were just doing something simple like sitting on the steps of his house and watching the snow come down for a moment. it was surprisingly peaceful at that moment, and barton was with one of his favorite people ever. which was actually enough for him to feel this warmth in his chest - 'kama muta,' he thought it was called' - because it ignites at the moment that any kind of love (platonic, in this case) became salient. barton decided he liked the feeling quite quickly. a smile spread across his lips as he turned to face them and nodded.

❝ yeah. me too, sibyl. ❞ he sipped on the hot cocoa he'd briefly put down next to himself then. barton remembered hearing on the weather that morning that they'd be getting five inches of snow that day, and it definitely showed. but that was alright with him as at least he was in good company. ❝ the turkey should be done in about thirty minutes, thankfully, as i'm starving. i spent all morning cooking up a feast for me, you, and my kids - so all i have to say is... ❞ barton lightly patted their shoulder blade before chuckling a bit. ❝ none of that food better be wasted so you better eat till you can't anymore. ❞

[its-hyperfixation]

"i'd lay down my life for you."

Merlin gets hurt when he knowingly walks into a trap. Arthur isn't happy with him.

Word count: 2k

for my beloved, @bellamyblakru. i love you forever and i would truly do anything for you. hope you like this :)

special thank you to my bestie @kandi-pendragon for proof reading it for me!!

Merlin knew he shouldn’t have gone alone. Gaius had tried to stop him but he hadn’t had a choice. Morgana had threatened Arthur’s life if he didn’t agree to meet with her. He couldn’t risk anything happening to Arthur. His Arthur. He had to go.

He thought he was prepared and ready to handle anything she threw at him. He was Merlin Emrys after all, the most powerful sorcerer to ever walk the Earth. He knew Morgana was going to try to kill him but he wasn’t afraid of her. He could handle her. 

Unfortunately, he was wrong. It was a miracle he had even managed to make it back to Camelot alive. He had truly thought he was going to die where Morgana had left him after inflicting the worst pain he had ever felt in his life. He could feel his blood dripping out of all the wounds she gave him, making his head woozy from the blood loss. He could feel his bones, broken in more places then he could count. But he couldn’t die out here. He couldn’t leave Arthur defenceless against her. He had to make it. For Arthur.

Making it to the lower town had been the easy part. Getting to Gaius’ chambers undetected was the real challenge. Merlin could barely walk without screaming in pain but he had to stay quiet. He didn’t want anyone to see him like this and tell Arthur. He had only made it to the cathedral when he fell to the ground with a shout of pain.

He tried to get up quickly, but he heard footsteps approaching.

“Merlin! Merlin, what’s happened?!”

Percival and Elyan came into Merlin’s view as he tried to gather himself. “Nothing, I- I’m fine,” he said.

“Are you mad?” Elyan shouted, “Merlin, you look half dead!! What happened to you?”

“Nothing, nothing. Please just- just get me to my chambers.” Merlin struggled to speak as he coughed and tasted the metallic tang of blood in his mouth.

“I’ll go and get Arthur-“ Percival started before Merlin shot up and grabbed his arm. “No! No, please don’t tell him!”

“Merlin, I have to!” he yelled before pulling his arm away and running towards the castle.

“Elyan, Elyan, ple- please stop him! Please just take me to my chambers,” Merlin cried.

“I’m sorry, Merlin. We must inform Arthur. Now come, put your arms around me.”

Merlin could do nothing but oblige as he cried out in pain when he stood up while leaning against Elyan. After the most excruciatingly painful walk to his chambers he had ever experienced, Merlin nearly collapsed as Elyan kicked the door open and shouted for Gaius.

“Oh! Merlin!” Gaius cried as he ran towards them, “What happened to you?!”

“Please help him, Gaius!” Elyan said as he helped Merlin further into the room.

Gaius quickly cleared his work table as Elyan brought Merlin over and they helped him on to it. Merlin cried out in pain as he laid down, hot tears rolling down his cheeks.

“Gaius, please,” he cried weakly, “please stop the pain.”

Gaius quickly moved to grab a pain relieving medicine when the door burst open once more.

“Merlin! Where’s Merlin?!” Arthur was shouting as he rushed in but then he stopped in his tracks when he saw him. His Merlin. Covered in blood, sweat, and tears, writhing in pain.

“Merlin,” he whispered, his breaths coming in short gasps, before he slowly came over to his side and fell to his knees. Tears gathered in his eyes as Arthur carefully grabbed Merlin’s hand, fully taking in all of his wounds.

“Sire, I need to treat him,” Gaius spoke gently, trying to get Arthur to move away from the table.

“Right, right, of course,” Arthur replied as he slowly stood to his feet. Just as he was about to step away, he felt Merlin’s hand tighten around his.

“Don- don’t go,” Merlin rasped out, trying to open his eyes to see Arthur standing before him.

Arthur moved closer again, now gripping Merlin’s hand in both of his. “I’m not. I’m not going anywhere. You’re safe now.”

Merlin nodded slightly before trying to smile when his eyes rolled into the back of his head and everything went black.

-

He could feel something heavy resting on his arm. He tried to open his eyes but they wouldn’t budge. His entire body felt like lead and he let out a groan as he tried to shift around a bit. Whatever was weighing on his arm was definitely not helping.

Merlin used all his energy to force his eyes open, only to cringe at the light coming in through the windows. Slowly, he tried to look around as he realized where he was. He was in Gaius’ chambers. Safe. He heaved a sigh of relief.

His body felt completely numb, but at least it was better than the nauseating pain Morgana had left him in. Suddenly, Merlin’s arm began to prickle but he couldn’t move it out from under whatever was on top of it. With great difficulty, he raised his head to try and see what was pressing down on his arm. When he saw what, or rather who, it was, Merlin gasped and quickly laid his head back down.

Arthur.

What was Arthur doing here?! And laying on his arm?!

Eventually, the tingling sensation in Merlin’s arm began to feel unbearable, forcing him to try and move it out from under Arthur’s head. As he wiggled it around and flexed his fingers, Arthur began shifting, murmuring something in his sleep.

“Not now Merlin… Mm, go away,” Arthur mumbled, nestling his head further into Merlin’s arm. A moment passed where neither of them moved. Then, Arthur’s eyes flew open.

“Merlin!” he shouted, shooting up into a sitting position, “Merlin, you’re awake!” he laughed, before leaning down and hugging Merlin, pressing his face into the crook of his neck.

Merlin’s body went stiff. What is going on?! 

He had never been more confused in his entire life. Arthur’s hair tickled against his cheek as he continued to hold Merlin. Suddenly, Arthur’s shoulders began to shake slightly. To say Merlin was shocked would be an understatement.

He tried to speak but nothing came out. After clearing his throat and swallowing a few times, Merlin finally spoke, “Si- Sire? What’s happened?”

Arthur froze. Slowly, he pulled away from Merlin, keeping his head down.

“Sire?”

When Arthur looked up, Merlin felt like the floor had been pulled out from beneath his feet. Arthur’s eyes were red, his cheeks stained with tears. Merlin’s heart pounded rapidly in his chest.

“Merlin,” Arthur whispered, sniffling, “You were gone, Merlin. Gaius said- Gaius said you might not ever wake up. I thought…”

Merlin couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Arthur gently grabbed Merlin’s hand before continuing, “I thought I’d lost you.”

The only thing Merlin could do was stare at his king in stunned silence.

Suddenly, Arthur’s demeanour shifted completely. His body stiffened as he let go of Merlin’s hand and stood, turning away and wiping the tears off his face. When he looked back at Merlin, his eyes were no longer soft. Instead, they were filled with something else. Rage.

“Merlin,” he spoke harshly, causing Merlin to gulp. “Who did this to you?”

Merlin had never seen Arthur look like this before. He shook his head slightly as he struggled to sit up before attempting to speak, “Arthur, it’s nothing-”

“Nothing?! You call this nothing? Merlin, you were dead!” Arthur shouted as Merlin flinched at the volume. But that didn’t stop him from continuing.

“You’ve been asleep for six days! Six days, Merlin! Do you have any idea what I’ve been through during that time?! I thought I’d lost you forever!” he was breathing heavily now, tears building in his eyes as he paced across the room.

He paused, gathering himself before turning to Merlin and speaking in a low, guttural voice, “Tell me the truth. Who did this to you?”

Merlin could do nothing but comply, “It was… it was Morgana.”

“Of course it was,” Arthur sighed, running a rough hand through his hair as he continued pacing, “How did she get to you? Did she have you kidnapped? I’ll have a word with the utterly useless guards who let that happen-”

“No, no, Sire,” Merlin interrupted and Arthur stopped to look at him, waiting to hear what he had to say.

“I- I went to her willingly…” Merlin looked up at Arthur to see his eyes wide and he tried to continue, “She sent me a message and I-”

“Are you insane?! Merlin, why on earth would you ever go see Morgana alone?!”

“She said to come alone, or else she would-”

“Or else what, Merlin?!” Arthur was fully yelling now. “What could possibly be more important than your life?! You could have at least told Gwaine or Lancelot! I cannot believe you would do something so stupid! I really expected better from you Mer-”

“You.”

“What?” Arthur asked, confusion replacing his anger for a moment.

Merlin looked down at his hands, picking at the edge of a bandage before quietly speaking, “You asked me what could possibly be more important than my life. The answer is you.”

Silence.

Merlin heard nothing but the sound of his own laboured breathing for a few moments. He risked a glance up at Arthur, his heart pounding in his throat, only to see Arthur staring back at him.

He cleared his throat as he looked down again before continuing, “She sent me a message saying that if I didn’t come meet her, alone, then she would spare no effort in ending your life. I knew it was a trap but I had no choice, my lord. She knows too much about the inner workings of Camelot, I just��� I couldn’t risk your life like that. I’m sorry.”

“No, don’t-” Arthur sighed as he hesitated, “Don’t apologize.”

Merlin looked up at him to see that his eyes were soft again. Unsure of what to say next, Merlin gave his king a little smile.

Arthur chuckled at that, shaking his head before looking at Merlin again.

“You’re a dollophead, you know that?”

Merlin laughed before clutching his ribs in pain.

“Careful!” Arthur scolded, quickly rushing to Merlin’s side.

Merlin groaned before looking up at Arthur, only to see his face was just a few inches away. The breath left his lungs as his ears turned pink at the proximity. Arthur gazed into his eyes so lovingly that Merlin began to feel woozy.

“Don’t ever do that to me again, Merlin,” Arthur spoke softly, scanning every inch of Merlin’s face.

“No promises,” Merlin breathed out.

Arthur smirked, shaking his head again before glancing at Merlin’s lips.

Merlin gulped, unable to process what was happening. If this was what it took for Arthur to finally make a move then he would’ve gotten nearly killed a long time ago.

Arthur looked back into Merlin's eyes before saying, “I love you, you know?”

Merlin wasn’t breathing at this point.

“Y- you do?” he gasped out.

“Mhmm,” Arthur nodded, a little smile on his face. He stepped impossibly closer and placed his hands on the table on either side of Merlin before glancing back and forth between his eyes and lips.

“Uh, well…” Merlin struggled to speak, trying to build up the courage to reply, “I uh… I love you, too.”

“Is that so?” Arthur teased. Merlin’s face was actually on fire and he could do nothing but nod.

Arthur began leaning closer and just as Merlin closed his eyes, the door burst open and Gwaine came strolling in, munching on an apple loudly. 

“Merlin!” he shouted happily with his mouth full, as Arthur jumped away from the table, “You’re awake!”

Gwaine practically ran over and pulled Merlin into a hug, “We thought you were a goner!” he said, patting his back roughly.

“Ow, Gwaine- You’re hurting me,” Merlin squirmed in his grip.

“Sorry, sorry,” Gwaine giggled, softening his hold on Merlin, “I just missed you so much.”

Begrudgingly, Merlin wrapped his arms around Gwaine to return his hug, making eye contact with Arthur over his shoulder.

His king suppressed a smile as he scratched the back of his neck before shrugging.

The day he was fully recovered, Merlin was gonna kill Gwaine.

[putrid-tongue]

— STARTER FOR @ienemy ( && the darkening of westernesse )

all  his  life,  mordú  had  forged  on  unerringly.  had  pursued  his  studies  fiercely,  and  later  torn  apart  most  of  what  he  had  learned.  how  could  slavish  deference  to  powers  beyond  their  ken  be  the  right  path?  all  they  ever  were  allowed  to  see  on  bright  and  airy  days  is  the  endlessly  distant  fog  clinging  to  the  pelóri  and  naught  else  &&  the  elven  ships  that  would  sometimes  cross  the  waters  to  distant  shores.  how  could  one  peoples  be  so  beloved  &&  and  the  other  so  disregarded?  mistrusted,  abided  with  at  best.  his  is  a  voice  of  rebellion,  and  it  is  not  silent  or  quiet  either.  when  he  had  parted  with  his  family,  mordú  had  not  felt  regret,  or  sorrow.  within  the  sanctity  of  his  heart,  he  is  sure  that  he  hates  them,  pities  them.  theirs  is  a  quiet  and  steady  belief,  their  hearts  carelessly  given  to  the  valar.  &&  𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖉ú  𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉  𝖓𝖔𝖙  𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗  𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖉  𝖘𝖚𝖈𝖍  𝖇𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖘,  𝖔𝖗  𝖈𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖞.

in  these  matters  he  is  hardly  alone—  the  majority  of  his  people  too  do  lament  this  injustice  &&  most  of  all  the  fate  that  would  await  them  at  destiny's  end  without  fail:  a  true  death  of  which  there  is  no  coming  back  from.  long  in  the  past  are  the  days  when  elvenkind  was  welcome  upon  anadûnê's  shores  &&  great  are  their  kingdoms  spreading  inward  from  the  coasts  of  middle  earth.  but  no  worldly  glory  could  quell  or  soothe  such  a  deep  and  spiritual  hurt,  least  of  all  in  mordú's  eyes.  it  is  in  these  years  when  númenor  is  steadily  expanding,  that  mordú  turns  his  heart  to  secret  matters.  the  politics  in  council  halls  could  not  satisfy  him  anymore,  estranging  him  slowly  from  his  peers  amongst  the  ârûwânai.  no  philosophy,  no  debate  and  no  law  would  heal  his  people,  nay.

thus  he  often  wandered  the  fear  reaches  of  harad  as  he  dared,  and  the  eastern  regions  of  khand  and  rhûn.  &&  he  became  knowledgeable  in  no  small  amounts  of  lore  from  these  people—  from  the  mulkhêrhili  revering  alkar  as  their  one  true  god,  to  the  servants  of  the  real  fire  who  believe  alûva  and  malkôra  to  be  locked  in  eternal  combat.  therein  lies  the  answer,  mordú  became  convinced.  many  powers  have  been  vying  to  rule  supreme,  and  in  those  teachings  that  the  faithful  and  the  eldar  would  deem  abhorrent,  they  may  yet  find  the  strength  needed  to  push  back.

a  belief  that  would  see  itself  realized  and  justified  with  the  coming  of  sauron—  ZIGÛR.  an  abhorred  enemy,  a  creature  of  spite—  a  politician,  a  visionary,  a  bringer  of  freedom  and  knowledge,  a  saint.  he  is  holding  the  candle  that  mordú  has  been  desiring  all  these  years  with  such  ardent  longing.  knowledge.  to  a  man  like  mordú  it  is  no  trouble  to  believe  that  𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞  𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊  𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖓  𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖊𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖉  𝖎𝖓  𝖗𝖊𝖌𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖘  𝖙𝖔  𝖘𝖆𝖚𝖗𝖔𝖓,  to  his  master  even.  &&  he  readily  seeks  zigûr  out  whenever  he  can,  to  discuss  a  sermon  or  a  strange  philosophy  that  he  has  yet  to  pick  apart  in  his  mind.  they  have  ample  time  to  fester  and  grow  in  his  thoughts,  and  he  spreads  the  word  eagerly,  enriched  with  what  he  has  learned  in  prior  years  upon  his  travels.

‘  thy  proposal  is  the  spilling  of  blood—  yet  how  wouldst  such  an  act  further  our  cause?  'twould  mean  great  sacrifice  of  mine  people  and  diminish  them  inevitably.  ’  long  fingers  oh  so  gently  caress  the  ancient  and  brittle  pages  of  a  thick  tome—  diagrams  and  words  have  been  scribbled  upon  every  inch  of  free  space,  hardly  legible  and  most  arduous  to  decipher.  mordú  is  not  looking  at  the  other,  long  tresses  of  inky  hair  hiding  frowning  lips.  though  the  proud  arch  of  his  nose  is  easily  visible  yet,  and  so  is  the  temperamental  twitch  of  his  nostrils.  icy  gaze  roves  slowly,  finally,  to  the  divinity  in  the  room.  for  divinity  he  is,  even  if  he  seems  so  worldly.  there  is,  undeniably,  a  powerful  thrum  of  energy  filling  the  small  room—  much  like  the  heartbeat  of  an  ancient  beast.  𝖆  𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖈  𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙  𝖍𝖊  𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘  𝖓𝖔𝖙  𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖉,  𝖆𝖓𝖉  𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖘  𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗  𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑.  but  mordú  is  not  afraid  to  look  into  zigûr's  eyes,  and  does  so  with  a  steady  air  of  cold  reserve.  ah,  a  flame  is  lit  however  right  beneath  that  frost.  one  that  burns  with  passion—  to  learn,  and  to  learn  from  sauron.

‘  to  receive  of  another's  life  essence...  is  that  thy  will?  i  do  understand  that  great  power  may  be  drawn  from  it,  so  it  is  written  in  this  tome  here  that  thou  hath  given  me.  yet  i  struggle  to  understand  how.  ’  oh  he  is  mortal  yet,  and  burdened  with  trepidation  and  doubt.  mordú  is  able  of  many  things,  and  cruelty  is  among  them.  though  to  make  a  blood  offering  of  another  person  is  not  a  thought  he  ever  deigned  to  entertain  previously.  &&  while  he  is  ne'er  afraid  to  question  sauron  in  all  matters  that  come  to  mind  and  debate  him,  there  is  caution  within  his  heart.  for  in  this  song  of  power  surrounding  the  other  there  are  hidden  notes  of  great  malice  and  an  undeniable  force  of  will.  nor  does  he  wish  to  be  perceived  as  squeamish,  or  struggling  to  comprehend  what  is  being  taught  to  him.  ‘  i  ask  that  thou  wouldst  show  me,  here  where  no  prying  eyes  reach.  ’

[tanlotts]

Porter Gage bedroom?

Porter Gage’s Nuka World bedroom ⛓️

I gave his room a raider vibe to it (but not over the top since he “isn’t like the other raiders”) . I really wish they had given us a Gage bedroom in game, but since they didn’t we all have to imagine.

[vivisviolets]

hello vi!! i'd like to participate in your game if it's still open<3

my initials are V.G.I.U, i'm a female my pronouns are she/her and i'm bisexual! OMG i have so many things that i like but i'll make it short HAJDHDHA

1. i really like forests and green landscapes in general lololol if it was up to me i'd live in a cabin in the woods😭

2. i like learning about other's cultures and new languages as a hobby! i speak spanish and i'm studying to be an english teacher as a foreign language hehe, atm i'm also trying to learn korean, portuguese and french ><

3. i wanted to study parapsychology for a long time but i discovered it wasn't something for me, but after that i got more into spirituality and esoteric stuff in general and i've been studying astrology and numerology for a few years now and lately i'm learning how to read tarot (just bought my first deck!!)

anyway that's it LOL sorry for making it long, i hope you have a good end of the week hehe thank you in advance!!😋

VGIU 💝❤️💚 ⋆｡✧˚ Three of Cups, Six of Swords, Knight of Wands, Ten of Wands (bottom of the deck)

⋆｡✧˚ 111, 333, 1313 (lucky number), 666, Pisces/Cancer/Scorpio placements (Sun, Venus, Mars, 4th house, etc), Libra/Taurus/Virgo placements (Moon, 3rd/7th house, degrees, etc), Friday, black cat gf, channeled song, Girls Just Wanna Have Fun - Cyndi Lauper

⋆｡✧˚ Hi! loving your energy right off the bat🏏 omg you are a little ball of light bouncing around- for those who see auras and even those who don't ⚡️- BUT ANYWAYS OMG this is a fs reading not a personality reading-

Ok first messages for this future partner- oh, this connection is gonna be fun!!~ OMG GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN!! I haven't heard that song since I was 14- anyways, visuals coming through, there's like little party favors and decorations coming through, gold tinsel and colorful shiny confetti- dancing around with whoever this is, this might be one of your first dates, you're having a two-person slumber party~ and you two went all out for it… yea, this has a "new relationship" feeling, and a lot of excitement starting out in the beginning, I think you two will be quick to become best friends with each other when this attraction begins- I'm already getting a li carried away😭 let me settle into this energy and start to see the bigger picture of this connection!

Now I'm hearing Chappell Roan's music- "pisces, who knew that we were so aligned"~ whoever this person is, they have a lot of astrology placements that make them sweet, and very kind! mutual signs are their main dominant- I'm also picking up that Mercury is one of their dominants as well. they love going with your flow and they tend to follow you everywhere, just a warning that they may be a little clingy 😭- but it won't just be emotional clingy-ness, it will also be mental because this person loves to constantly learn about you (Mercury dom for sure) - (btw their personality may be a little different then what I'm reading depending on their gender identity!). being around you a lot is also where I get the "best friend lovers" trope, it'll be a mutual desire to share each other's space often! this is giving INFP+INFJ, or some other mbti variation, your person is creative, and while they are incredibly open-minded to everyone- they may have some internalized shame/insecurities around their own hobbies…

despite how in tune and expressive they are with their emotions- they'll struggle to crack open some aspects of themselves to you at first, they may burst at random times and start yapping away about the things they like and why they like them sm- and other times they'll be completely reserved like sudden "stage fright", or become fatigued after opening up. there are things from their past that they struggle with, especially when it comes to you- I'm seeing a small frightened rabbit/animal- they energetically tremble a little being around you- and it's because they're not used to being with someone who's so safe, and downright perfect for them emotionally. they may have gotten used to being small for safety reasons (maybe their home environment was difficult for them- because of their sensitivity often being weaponized against them- their creative gifts were threatened as well), I do hope I'm not worrying you too much with what your person may carry with them. because truly all they need is healing and strengthening of their self-worth bc it's truly amazing that despite what they've been through- they still love others so much.

This will be a relationship that will promote healing and self-growth! we often hear of relationships being the cause of self-growth due to strife/heartbreak. but this will not be the case! This is what healthy relationships should be! mutual empathy and goodwill towards the other. they'll be healing within this relationship, where both of you will learn just how beneficial loving someone else can be!! you will have rough patches, but there will always be a sense of comfort, because, despite any rough areas, you love each other (it's like how people who love each other express themselves during a disagreement- "I love you,- and when this happens it worries me, because I love you.")

-and also not just love, but you also like each other ♡. you guys share friendship bracelets with each other after all 💕❤️💚. speaking of that, you'll spark this person's creativity very often, you'll have many entries written about you in their diary/poems, and this person will give you gifts so often you could fill up a corner of a room (to the ceiling),- I'm also picking up that someone here could become interested in biology? majorying maybe? I see both of you going on some kind of study trip involving nature, somewhere with a lot of different types of trees, and fungi- maybe somewhere cold-ish? or with interesting terrain. Alaska or some (USA) western state. EITHER WAY- yall have shared wanderlust, and combined- you guys will adventure and travel together- holding each other's cold hands with your hearts warm ❤️(but pls pack socks).

*i hope this was helpful my darling ♡~ consider leaving a tip on my Patreon if you enjoyed, or follow and become a violet~ doesnt matter to me tho :>~ sending you on your wayyyy, bye!*

[justaboymadeofhoneyandglass]

congrats on follower milestone!!!

paint with me + watch the sunrise with me :)))

hehe okii

I feel like you'd be closest to regulus or azur, I feel that they'd be very similar to you personality wise yk?

as for a vibe, I think you'd be a blue sky, with a few clouds, all the birds flying around a clawing, the sun would be out but not too bright, maybe the clouds would cover the sun a bit, but it'd still be warm.

<3

[thedndgoblinwholivesinyourwalls]

CAPE KIDS ART??? ON MY BLOG?? Yes. (this isn’t lore accurate ik this image isn’t very good with the lighting and stuffbrhshfhjs) anyways Leo Luo beloved she’s so interesting to me (also the reason she doesn’t have her bone earring is cuz this is before?? idk man)

Leo is a character played by @paging-possum!! In their friend’s tttpg (i think) called Cape Kids! Anyhow. Hi Nat oc art jumpscare be upon ye!!! BOO!!/J (shgdjdhrhdjdh now i’ll ramble about jadele in your inbox/hj)

[upperranktwo]

☆Dabi | Blueflame☆

Happy Birthday Gab ♡ @roronoua

[fmajorenthusiast]

I'm really wanting to get into making lists like "Rocky Horror characters as *insert thing here* or like "one quote that sums up each character" lists. (I thiiiink they're called x as y lists but im not sure). Does anyone have any suggestions? Idk where to start lol