Made this for a lengthy PowerPoint about the unhealthiest polycule I know, which I held for my friends.
My status in the group has subsequently risen. Hooray.
~Corr
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he's a shape shifter and she's a sea witch!!!
just a little something something unhinged something i'm working on this weekend. (a haladriel tentacle fic, FINALLY I KNOW.)
The corporeal body of Mairon, student of Aulë, has been through many iterations. The maia shape birthed before the breaking of the first silence. The beautiful servant of Morgoth. The terrible dread Gorthaur. The werewolf, the serpent, the monster, the vampire. The human Halbrand, the elven Annatar, and currently, the debased and cunning Zigûr.
His spirit shifts and the body adjusts. The shape of his flesh mirroring the need.
Needs must and he becomes a leviathan, a great beast of the water with its arms and legs as many tentacles and its face unrecognizable.
And he begins to swim towards that he covets.
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She can feel it in the water, his approach. Nenya is singing to him– no, not quite him. But something he wears. The One Ring who offers every desire met for a price.
I should flee, she thinks, and she tries to remove Nenya from her finger. The ring does not budge. She would have to cut her finger off to remove it.
I should flee, she thinks, get on her horse and ride.
I should flee, she thinks, he will kill me or worse.
But there’s something inside her, older than Nenya, ancient and true to her very being. It is a voice that says: Why should I flee from what I desire? Why should I flee from my match?
Nenya shows her in her mind's eye what shape he has chosen, the length of him and the breadth. He desires for you too, the ring sings.
Galadriel shivers but will not be afraid.
This will be more than how he took her on the Númenor warship, long ago when she knew him only as Halbrand. Eating at her cunt as if starved and then pressing briefly into her before finding a rhythm that suited him. She was overwhelmed then. His hand at her mouth to keep her cries at bay.
She will not have to be silent here.
So, she holds firm. Bracing for impact.
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i only write 2 types of books
1. the inherent feelings of loneliness and alienation that come with being in the aro & ace spectrums
2. girl and the boy who would be far too okay with her holding him at knife-point while flat on his back
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The fact that there are big enough idiot assholes in this community who'd literally doxx someone because they couldn't jerk off to their pixels for a couple days is beyond unhinged and, frankly, concerning. Major small-dick incel energy, not sorry.
I'll take it a step further and surmise that the venn diagram of ww-motivated doxxers and creepy weirdos who download the sketchiest shit off of loverslab is a perfect circle 🤷♀️
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The venn diagram comparing the unhinged rpf shippers who believe david and michael are anything more than friends and good omens fans who sincerely expect to see a sex scene is a circle and no one can convince me otherwise
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another unhinged venn diagram bc i feel the kurogiri enjoyers/shirakumo mourners, bucky barnes stans, and jason todd apologists are friends, comrades, lovers even
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