#uhh im going to name this..

[dinsbeskar]

In the Dark of the Night (Sauron/F!Reader)

Reader is long starved of her lover, after centuries apart, these are the fantasies that plague her in the night

Prequel: Wicked Game // Sequel: Evil Will Find Her

AO3 Link

Warnings: smut! 18+, female masturbation (reader), unprotected P in V sex, Sauron likes eating you out apparently?? Begging, praise kink, biting (only a little), kinda rough sex?? Lots of yearning, he absolutely adores you

A/N: I wrote this at 3am instead of sleeping, it is very much a "bashed it out and now I'm running away" type of fic. Is he there or isn't he?? Idk, it's up to you!! I imagined him as Annatar in this, but you're welcome to imagine any face you fancy, he is a shapeshifter after all!

There is an unending, seeking void in Middle Earth. You know it well, for it resides deep in your own being, hungry and desperate and vicious like a starved dog. It hadn't always plagued you, but after an age without your lover at your side, the void has filled the aching hole in your heart, tendrils of heavy nothing reaching out into the gloom of your bedchamber and threatening to engulf you whole.

It is in the black of night, when the darkest sky is overhead before dawn begins to break, that the void fills you the most. Sobbing has long ceased to ease your emptiness, so you lie in your feather bed, high in the elven city, and think of him, your lover's phantom figure nestled into you, fingers tracing your sides while whispers of sweet nothings pass between you. At least for a moment, you are not alone. Sometimes you swear you can hear him plain as day, your mind soothing your aching heart with memories of his scent pricking your nose as if he were right there beside you, holding you close as he used to, centuries ago. It is with those memories, those fantasies, that you think of him and touch yourself as he loved to, hand between your thighs, dancing across your chest, on your lips, needy for more.

He was quick to anger, and his wrath was nigh unchallenged, but never had you suffered it. The most gentle words and soft touches were reserved for you alone, revered and exalted in his bed, protected from the carnage his master had wrought on your kind. His soft hair grazing your face as he held himself over your trembling form, caressing every inch of you for the thousandth time as if it were the first.

You feel him next to you, on top of you, surrounding you, the smoky metallic smell of the forge permeating your bedsheets as if he'd spent these long, lonely centuries ravishing you. Your hand moves faster as you near your peak, biting back the deep moan in your throat as you picture him at the apex of your thighs, wicked tongue bringing you closer to your pleasure, tugging at your swollen clit and delving into your wet folds.

"All this for me?" You feel his smile against your mound as real as the pillow under your head. "My good girl, so ready for me, always so willing and waiting and wanting..."

His murmurs are lost to even your sensitive ears as he resumes his task, long fingers digging into your thighs so deliciously, nails dragging on your soft skin as you pull him closer, deeper, knowing he'd only beg if you refused him. Not that you ever would, at least not in jest, as you had many times before, just to see his hungry gaze grow dark and desperate. The games you used to play.

You slide a finger inside yourself, then another, always feeling him and only him, hearing him tease you as you whine for his cock.

"Good girls beg for it, my love. Are you my good girl?" You keen at his words and nod your head frantically, his fingers tracing your slit, dipping in and out at his pleasure, as he holds your gaze and fuels the fire pooling deep in your abdomen.

"Please... only yours, only for you..." Your words tumble from your lips, as a wolfish grin spreads across his handsome face.

His hands knead your flesh as he grasps your thighs to pull them apart, reverently taking in your dishevelled state, your blown pupils and swollen lips a masterpiece even Eru himself could not have imagined. His perfect creation, soft and pliant and oh so needy for him; any semblance of self control is lost as he takes his cock in hand and drives deep inside you with one thrust.

He steals every breath from your body with ravenous kisses that leave you clawing at his back, filthy wet sounds filling the air as he ruts into you, claiming every moan and whimper as a victory to his cause. You cry out his name, his real name, chanting it like a prayer, as he purrs in your ear. He pulls you apart with every touch, fingers raking through your hair, cursing in Black Speech as his orgasm approaches.

"I want to hear you, love, I need to hear you as I make you mine," he growls in your ear, low and deep, reverberating through you as he buries himself within you as if he means to never resurface.

You're only too happy to oblige, your moans unleashed from your throat as you no longer attempt to stay quiet, uncaring if anyone should hear you now. His name falls from your lips over and over as you plead for your release.

"I will make you my Queen, my love, and all Middle Earth will worship at your feet as I do," he praises you, his promises falling on deaf ears as you edge closer to what you crave.

He bites at the soft skin of your throat, licking the sheen of sweat that has collected thanks to his efforts, like a man starved of water at a desert oasis. The stretch of his cock inside you is almost too much but you take it so well for him, and he is a loving lord after all, one must be rewarded.

With one hand behind your head supporting his weight, his other hand travels from your swollen nipple downwards to your clit, circling the nub before pressing and stroking just as he has so many times before. He picks up the pace and slams his hips into yours, almost brutal in his all-consuming lust for his Queen.

You see stars and the world falls away, your walls clenching around him as he collapses onto you, the two of you entwined in body and enjoined in soul as you dissolve into pleasure, the spring that had so deliciously coiled deep in your belly finally releases, and he kisses you so sweetly you forget your own name.

As the first rays of sunlight peek through your window, you gasp, the spell broken. The bedsheets are rumpled and your fingers are wet, but the warm body that had encompassed your own only moments ago had vanished into the ether. The scent of the forge lingered long after in your nostrils, filling your heart once more with longing that could not be satisfied with one night's pleasure.

The yearning of the void was always present, and its black embrace was oh so tempting.

[dreamsy990]

Could you perhaps draw how Penelope and Odysseus met in your monster AU?

it was a pretty friendly meeting i think

[themintman]

Anyway back to space dog

[telesodalite]

Never getting over Fulcrum being a project manager...

Idk why, but something about that is so funny to me. Not just because the title of "project manager" is inherently kinda funny for a Decepticon, but also because-

1. It's vague sounding and hard to explain irl because it technically exists in multiple fields, like healthcare or manufacturing, which surely translates into canon in some way.

2. In canon, it's simultaneously a really mundane, innocuous sounding job, yet it's also a super morally awful position to reside over depending on the context. (*cough* forced colonization and cyberforming *cough*)

And 3. It solidifies the fact that behind all the surface level militaristic work we get with both the Decepticons and Autobots, there's also Cons and Bots with "normal" jobs in both factions.

Like, sure yeah we get scientists and doctors, engineers and programmers, but usually in big important or warfront positions. (For plot reasons, understandably.) But it's also really funny and interesting to think of those that worked background positions, or minor jobs.

Like an Autobot working in their equivalent of an HR department, or a Decepticon who runs one of their outpost's or starship's kitchens.

Just all the pre-war jobs that didn't just disappear with the war, but instead evolved to exist within the factions.

It's particularly funny with the Decepticons though, because it could be a super mundane job or situation, but because it's them, it has to have an air of ~e v i l~ to it, either legitimately and/or merely for the vibes, like Tarn's "performance reviews".

[luck-of-the-drawings]

[<==PREV PAGES] [NEXT PAGE==>(not out yet.wait a year.or maybe more.imagine.]

saw alot of comments on prev pages; saying 'i HATE that mean teacher! im gonna FIGHT HIM!!' & i LOVE the energy!! it WOULD be nice. to have that catharsis. but the story of young tidestrider is Not one of catharsis. it is a story of being so small and so special and sucking so bad.

[sk-yay-sk]

I don't like any of the maps I've seen for HTTYD so i'm playing a puzzle game w all the locations. This is the 3rd version so far

[feelo-fick]

WELCOME TO PHIO'S EXTREMELY SELF INDULGENT AU HOUR!!!

"Oh, FINALLY, another visitor! It's so quiet in here, it's unnerving..."

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This AU was meant to be posted on halloween but eh.... Happy Thanksgiving? HAHAHHA

still dont have a name for it, but basically, back in october i was suddenly hit with the need to have a halloween au, so now we have ghost-ified prismo and vampire/witch-ified scarab :D ( although didnt finish the scarab reference spread in time because uh, school and i lost motivation unfortunately )

au synopsis and rambling below the cut!!

the premise of this au is simple : scarab is a real estate agent whos known for his manners ( never barges in, always waits to be invited! though it is a little weird how he keeps asking to be let inside even if they already agreed that he was going to come over... ) and efficiency at his job - that is, convincing people to buy high-end housing for a good price. although his social skills need some... work, his ability to persuade people isnt something to be laughed at.

unfortunately for him, persuading the higher-ups is a completely different story - which he learned the hard way after flunking something big for the company. they dont choose to fire him, no. instead, they put him through a trial, assigning him to sell their most unprofitable property : the mansion in a small town locally known for being haunted by an "evil spirit". if scarab manages to sell it (for good profit) within six months, he is excused and is able to go on with his job. if not... well, best not to think about it, yes? after all, he'll succeed with ease - all he has to do is dispel any worries about some fake "ghost" that only exists as a result of filthy rumors. maybe clean up the place. not too hard, right?

meanwhile, stuck inside said mansion is an extremely bored prismo. hes been hangin around this place for like... how many years now? forty? a hundred? meh, all the same, lately the place has been quieter than usual. i mean- of course people dont just walk into a creepy mansion every day, but there would usually be at least a few bold kids or vloggers coming in now and then for him to entertain but even then they wouldn't stay long ( for obvious reasons ). and now, just some unbound spirits or dumb animals would pass by and thats about it. a guy can only entertain himself for so long, yknow?

that is, until today. when some posh-looking business man entered the premises and started snooping around ( whats the deal with that, by the way?? ). must be prismo's lucky day!! this is the perfect chance to pull out all the stops and play the FUNNIEST prank ever! hah!

... oh. looks like things've gotten a little out of hand.

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WOOT WOOT WOOTTTTTTTTTTT!!! im so so happy to finish this because ohhhhh my god this has taken ages for no reason other than the fact that ive been really dragging myself to make presentable art JSNDJSJXNSJX.... i realize that i have never worked in real estate ( or at all ) which means i have probably fucked something up but uhh um ill deal with the backlash later :"D im also realizing how many odd unanswered bits and bobs this au is going to have in the future, which... i am ignoring for the most part for now, but there are SOME things that i DO have figured out like ghost lore... but thats for another time, for now i leave you with this >:)

[arsonamiright]

Here's more from my old accounts drafts . Engoy,

[perplexedjokist]

really random thought but what if scarecrow made all of twoface's clothes? latex bodysuit aside crane does NOT get his shit premade unless he steals from cosplay stores

my prompt is harvey paying scarecrow and him making his split clothes, because maybe I want them to be friends, maybe a little more, fucked up guys that are really into aesthetics

[aliothbuzzsawshark]

Nothing has currently made me more happy this year than seeing Disney lose the “most successful animated movie” title. And not to dreamworks. Not to illumination. Nothing from the west, and from a studio that most people would have never heard of. Chengdu Coco Cartoon doesn’t even have its own goddamn Wikipedia page. But Nezha killed that goddamn mouse and shows everything Disney no longer wants to be. Creative.

[gece-misin-nesin]

Toxic yuri is actually when you swear revenge on your sister-in-law who rose from the dead for destroying your country even though you murdered her to be queen. then you spend the next 500 years plotting her demise and she also fights you because you want to destroy the world and she wants to stop it but then you find out that she is actually The God majority of the world worships but she doesn't know and your whole purpose in existing is to destroy said god. then you topple the kingdom she fights for and murder her friends just to fuck with her. you also possess her body for a while, then you possess the daughter of one of her dead friends. she murders your 14 year old son. you duel and then suddenly you two are in the same body with one other woman and the three of you form a separate consciousness. a few centuries later your soul gets put in a doll and there's some guy pretending you're his daughter that you're really attached to. then she comes and murders him. afterwards, she destroys the world. disappointed, you try to go back in time to make things right but you get stuck in a time loop where you are the previous queen of your home country and she & her brother, who are the country's gods, deceive and take advantage of you by pretending to be your parents. then they destroy your country and then your soul fuses with your other self and then- *time loop* *time loop* *time loop* *time loop*

[thirdofdxcember]

i just got off facetime with my bsf who has me starting to believe that he might like me back🤭🤭 ok wait lemme present my evidence

EXHIBIT A so there was the whole thing yesterday about my book (alr explained it in detail) and she was freaking out over the fact that HE REMEMBERED THE FACT ABOUT MY BOOK FROM A YEAR AGO. like. we weren't even close back then. at all. my friend said she didnt even remember anything about my book. so thats interesting.

EXHIBIT B in english he sits a few seats away from me in the same row to my left. he got up and went to go talk to a friend who sits behind me- our english class is basically just a giant friendgroup so thats not weird like even im friends with the guy he was talking to but what WAS weird was that he then turns to look at me, smiles, waves, and says "hi!" he is such a nerd i love him. and then i said hi back and i said "happy heather day" and he said "oh yeah december third!"

EXHIBIT C this is HEVILY related to exhibit b. so we text in groupchats with other people but never individually. and since the other day i was talking about heather sweaters and he said he didnt know a new one came every year, i sent him the post with the sweaters and was like oh look see. i did it hopefully to be a conversation starter and have us start talking. and then he saw it at 10am. he didnt respond until 4pm. but he did see it during school so maybe bad wifi?? but idk. the point is, he saw it during school. and we have english LAST PERIOD. so when i said happy heather day and he said "oh yeah!-" he cant have forgotten because HE SAW MY MESSAGE. HE KNEW IT WAS HEATHER DAY. my friend says he was pretending to have forgotten just to like conversation?? idk but she also says that he was looking at me too as he walked over to his friend but that may be her also being delusional

EXHIBIT D is more just general not a specific time. but just listen. so he's a conan fan too. he says he has vinyls, he has a found heaven wallpaper that he uses occasionally on his phone. but he's not a crazy fan like i am. which is fine you can like an artist without being obsessed. but the thing is, he always brings up conan gray. and i KNOW that he's not that big of a fan. my friend told me she was like HES BRINGING HIM UP SO YOU CAN TALK ABOUT HIM and that would make sense since its a shared interest of ours. maybe hes trying to get something out of that??? idk but its kinda cute. like he keeps bringing up conan and yes i love conan but sir i know youre not that obsessed with him. and yeah he might just be nice i tried to tell my friend that because maybe he is just a good friend but he doesnt bring up ANYONE ELSES interests like that. he is doing this on purpose.

EXHIBIT E is actually nothing im just delusional. we took buzfeed quizzes and got the same result for "which jellycat are you" and then for the letter of your soulmates name he got e. his quiz also told him that he will meet his soulmate in a library and we met in english freshman year and OUR ENGLISH TEACHERS CLASSROOM WAS CONNECTED TO THE SCHOOL LIBRARY. just saying.and when i took that quiz it said that my soulmate was in the same room. so. hehehe.

so thats my evidence ive presented it. he's really sweet and cute and sometimes awkward but me too and he's a nerd (in the best way possible) and he wears GLASSES UGH. sooo yeah besides the last one this is all facts not just me being delusional so idk i feel like he has SOME sort of interest

[just-wublrful]

not to be obnoxious on main but classic literature is not global literature. it's western literature at best

[strawberriederror]

Help!!! he’s going to make me have school burnout again

[mylove-thresher]

JUMPING UP AND DOWN!!,,,!!,! I DREW!,!,,,!!!!,,

yo cuando mujeres sobrenaturales

[bagea]

@rudowruda haiiiii