Tag: oh man

I have a fantasy where you are wearing — this rough rope is restraining your every movement, to the point that turning your neck towards me requires effort. You’re also gagged and you’re wearing nothing else, really, because you do not deserve it, do you? You filthy creature. You don’t really, so you’re naked and tied down and this is where my fantasy reaches its climax: I put my foot, my bare foot, to your muscled shoulder… and I push. And you fall into the sea, for Osse to dispose of :’)

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Beautiful mane I’m the lion
Beautiful man I know you’re lying
I am not broken, I’m not crying, I’m not crying
You ain’t trying hard enough

✧ (for miriel :**)

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Ah, my queen, for you a wondrous device; I bring you this gift from the gardens of Lorien itself, for I know the waking world pleases you not. Rest, dear jewel, and let the cares of this harsh world pass from you in the realm of dreams. 
Let mist drown your sorrow, lift you from the troubled present. Sleep is the better half of life; more delicious than any food or drink. Let it take you. 

kyraneko:

misbehavingmaiar:

misbehavingmaiar:

Lord, grant me the strength not to design this outfit for Sauron with a plunging neckline and no sleeves. Grant me the wisdom to see that a bikini bottom is not sufficient coverage for the Second Age. 

Forgive me lord, I am not strong 

Draw him disrobing for bed or something. Or in some kind of underwear. Or in some much-less-coversome informal loungewear, the sort of thing one might wear between bath and bed when one’s spending the night with a lover.

*imagines Sauron in the Second-Age equivalent of a pair of boxers and an open lightweight cotton bathrobe* *small squeaking noise*

If I had my way, the Akallabeth would be mostly about Sauron going to and from the bathhouse and getting rubbed with scented oils, just saying. 

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