You’re next! Happy Birthday Beloved!
You’re next! Happy Birthday Beloved!
Me right now...
I've waited this since a few months ago
Suggest to draw anything like:
Your sans /your non sans/Deltarune/Madness combat oc's
Your Undertale/Deltarune au oc's
And that's all,I guess
I wait for your suggestions in the comments
Everyone is welcome to join us,even you those who aren't following my blog
So what are you waiting, ladies and gentlemens, requests for art are opened
To be a little exact I won't sprite,just drawing
Maybe I'll do in the future but whatever.
my whole body fell apart at the new trailer
Nobody likes me :(
Sirius definitely had a unhealthy amount of obsession with plants but honestly same
Relationships: Kíli x You
Content: Rated E, just smut (don’t search for a plot)
Summary: What if you catch Kili spying on his uncle and his wife in the throne hall while they are making love?
On AO3: here
Note 1: Well, I have been thinking of this idea since I read All Is Fair in Love and Trade written by lathalea. I was “Um, what if somebody sees or hears them in the last chapter”. And my mind couldn't stop since, so I had to write it.
Note 2: English isn’t my native language, so I’m sorry for the mistakes!
This night is beautiful. To tell the truth, every night in Erebor has been beautiful since the heirs took their mountain back. But this night is a big celebration for Fíli's birthday. Music, ale, food, Thorin and his advisers had planned a great party with families, friends and acquaintances.
Being friends with Durin's brothers helped you to be invited. You are happy to be here. The party is fun, many dwarfs laugh and dance. Since the party started, you have spoken once with Fíli to give him his present. Then you leave him, with his other friends and many dwarrowdams who are just waiting for one thing: dance with him (or more but you don't care).
The only dwarf who interests you is Kíli. You bumped into him a few times tonight, but you didn't have the time to chat with him. You are disappointed but you try to stay kind and smiley during the party.
Yes, you have a crush on this idiot dwarf. And of course, he doesn't know. Nobody knows.
What? You? Scared? Nonsense. You like your friendship with him, so you never told him. So– Oh! Speaking of the devil…
You see Kíli far away, leaving the hall. By the time you walk through the room, he is long gone. You don't give up! His brother is surrounded by a lot of people, so you are sure Kíli is bored right now.
Leaving the party's hall, you walk in the corridors not knowing where you could find him. It is at the end of a dark corridor that you see him. This corridor leads to the throne hall. Motionless, he is looking at something, his back to you. Why is he here? Did he plan another joke to his uncle?
When you arrive near him, you slowly put your hand on his shoulder. He jumps more than you thought and that startles you too.
After turning toward you, Kíli puts his hand on your mouth and pushes you against the wall. Your eyes can't hide your surprise and your fear. With panicked eyes, Kíli leans to your ears, his hand still on your mouth.
“Don't speak. Not a word. Not a sound. Understood?” he whispers as he moves back his head.
You nodded even if you don't understand his behaviour. What could make him so panicked and–
Moans. Not just one moan. You hear a few moans coming from the throne hall. You rush to the end of the corridor to see what is causing those sounds.
Oh Mahal. You don't believe it. Well, you believe it because you see it but… Thorin and his wife are making love in the throne hall. On the Erebor throne.
With wide eyes, your heart begins to speed up and you can't turn your eyes from what you see and what you hear.
Your breathing weakens due to your concentration and it takes you a few moments before you notice Kíli behind you, watching the scene too. His breath on your neck makes you shiver.
Your two heads stick out from the wall but, fortunately, they are too far away and too occupied to see you.
After a while staying motionless, you feel that Kíli is still close to you. His chest is glued to your back. His head is still between your shoulder and your head while his left hand is holding your left arm and the right is staying on your right hip.
Kíli's breathing is weak just like yours and you gradually feel his hand squeezing your arm more and more.
There is another thing you feel behind you. There isn’t only his chest glued against you. You could feel a bulge growing progressively in his trousers.
You can’t stop your cheek from blushing and your body from warming. Trying not to move, especially not to push your buttock against it, you finally startle when the moans of Thorin’s wife become louder.
Your jump seems to wake up Kíli since he pulls you behind. Your back is still against his chest, his back is now against the wall of the corridor. They are certainly occupied but Thorin and his wife can’t see you now.
“W-we can’t stay here,” he whispers in your ear, making you shiver once again.
You can feel his heart beating fast and you sure he can feel yours too. When he wanted to speak again, Thorin’s wife started to cry “Thorin… please… harder!”. Their moans and the slamming of flesh echo throughout the hall. You don’t know why but a part of you want to see it again but Kíli holds you firmly with his two hands.
“We have... to go...” he says with difficulty.
The panic and embarrassment in his voice make you want to tease him. And this will be easy with this situation. So, you put your hand on his hand on your hip, and turn your head to whisper to him “What if I don’t want to?”
You know an opportunity like this will never present you again so let’s enjoy it! You decide to tease him more. The feeling of his bulge against your buttock gives you goosebumps all over your body but you continue.
Using your buttock to rub slowly on his bulge, his head falls in your neck. You can feel his hot face against your skin and his hot breath.
“Stop it (Y/N), or I won’t be able to control myself…” he says as he firmly grabs your two hips to stop you.
You are about to reply when you hear Thorin’s wife once again, to increase the pace. You can’t help but laugh when you feel Kíli becoming tense. Kíli and you were friends not long ago and you don’t know if he feels something for you, but you feel something for him and you will take advantage of this situation. Either he is going to reject you right now and find another dwarrowdam to deal with his needs, or he is going to reply to your advances. Let’s see it!
“What if I don’t want you to control yourself?” you whisper as you rub your buttock once again.
In a few movements, Kíli spins you around and your back finds itself against the wall. In no time, his hot, delicious lips are on yours and his solid, aroused body is pressing against yours. His tongue has the taste of ale and apple pie. One of his hands firmly grasps your hip while the other one tangles in your hair.
As for you, you can finally touch his hair that you wanted to touch for so long. Pressed against each other, the only other thing you can touch is his back, and so his buttock.
He stops to kiss you and leans to your ear as he removes a part of your dress on your shoulder.
“I told you to stop when you could. Now it’s too late,” he whispers with a husky voice. “You’ll have to be quiet…”
He kisses your neck, then continues toward your shoulder. Shivers run all over your body as you close your mouth to stay quiet. When you feel his hand unlacing the front of your dress, your eyes widen. Is he going to take you right here? Just next to Thorin and his wife?
“W-wait… K-Kíli not here…” you tried to say as he is releasing your breasts.
The coldness of the place doesn't have the time to cool you down. His kisses go down to lick one of your nipples while his hand takes care of the other breast. Holding back your moans is starting to be hard, especially when you are trying to explain to him to stop so that you can go into a room.
“I warned you,” he just says before continuing.
“S-someone’ll find us…” you say between light moans.
“You should have thought of it before,” he says as he raises his head and smiles mischievously. “Now, you have to be quiet if you don’t want someone find us.”
The way he looks at you makes your cheeks burn even more and your heartbeat quickens. His malicious eyes stop you from saying anything. You know it isn’t a good place or a good time, but you want him as much as he wants you.
The moans of Thorin’s wife are becoming more and more intense. You also can hear Thorin from where you are. This is enough to distract Kíli from you. His eyes turn quickly from where the sounds come and you take advantage of his inattention. Your hand finds the way to his trousers, then your fingers easily find the bulge.
While his eyes turn toward yours and his lips release a loud groan, you lean to his ear. You could tease him all your life.
“You should focus on me,” you whisper while you stroke his trousers. “And you’re the one who should be quiet.”
You never thought you could do this with him. In real life, not in dreams. Because you dreamed maybe too much of this kind of situation. So you will enjoy it the most you can!
Kíli doesn't wait any longer before reacting. While he captures once again your lips, one of his hands flies over your dress to slip it under your skirt. He fights impatiently with many layers of your petticoat before being able to touch your legs’ skin. If you aren’t as eager as him, you would have laughed at it.
Following the line of your leg, Kíli‘s fingers easily find your buttock. He doesn't wait to grab it. Firmly.
Each part of his fingers that touched you are on fire. You can't think of anything but him. You are so hot and so aroused that it is hard to breathe, but you don’t care. The only thing you care about now is that you want to touch Kíli more.
The buttons of his jacket are easy to undo, then his shirt opens just as well. You eventually run your finger on his burning chest. A new growl leaves his mouth when you go down and start to open his trousers.
“Silence, my prince,” you lightly laugh. “You don’t want to─”
Cutting off your sentence, a loud moan escapes from your mouth. Louder than before and you lower your head on Kíli’s shoulder. When you were talking, he quickly slips a finger inside you. He doesn't play long with your womanhood before slipping a second finger.
In this state, you can't say anything except moan which you contain as best as you can. Your hands had to grab his shoulder to be able to stay in this position without falling on your trembling legs.
“It’s a shame I can’t hear you…” Kíli whispers in your ear. “Your voice looks like a song…”
Trembling, you are biting your lips hard so as not to let a sound come out. When Kíli moves away from your ear, he sees it. His free hand strokes your lips and he gently kisses them.
“Don’t hurt yourself, amrâlimê. If you want to bite something, my shoulder is at your service,” he whispers as he continues to move his fingers inside you.
You perfectly heard what he told you, and your heart skipped a beat, but your mind is too focused on what he is doing to reply. Thinking is for later. Now, you have something waiting for you to release it.
Biting his shoulder to stay quiet, you access his trousers and open it totally. Then, it is his undergarment’s turn, releasing his hard member.
Your fingers were about to stroke it when Kíli moved back. Taking back his fingers from you, he quickly removes your undergarment. You surprisingly see him licking his fingers as he is smiling at you.
“You taste as sweet as I had imagined…” he murmurs as he finishes to lick and smiles in front of your eager eyes.
“I want to touch you…” you beg, not asking him how many times he imagined you or in which way.
“We don’t have the time for that, amrâlimê. I promised you the next time, I will take my time to eat you properly. But now, from what I hear, Thorin’s wife won’t last long. And I don’t want someone to find us here.”
Without further ado, Kíli lifts your dress, easily finds one of your legs to lift and pushes in you in one hard way. Your wetness welcomes him with ease, but his rapidity and strength surprise you. Kíli anticipated your reaction and kissed you before you whimpered.
No time for adjustments or romanticism. He thrusts into you hardly over and over, sending waves of pleasure in all your body. Plus, you don’t know how he can do that at the same time, but his other hand is playing mercilessly with your sensitive pearl.
Your head is empty while your body is burning. You don’t have to ask for more because you don’t even know if you could be able to take more. You don’t even hear Thorin and his wife finish and leave the throne hall. Here and now, it is just about the dwarf you always loved and you.
Little by little, your leg, still on the floor, is about to let go. Kíli must have understood it because he suddenly lifts the concerned leg. Pushing you against the wall, he is going even deeper than before. Now, you don’t have any other choice but wrapping your arms around his neck and biting his shoulder to stay quiet. In his panting breath, you hear him holding his moans as much as you.
Without stopping, the pace becomes sensual but deep. You know Kíli does this to breathe better for a little moment.
“It’s so good… But we must finish quick…” he pants, sinking faster and faster into you.
“Y-yes… we must…” you try to answer.
Each time he thrusts into you, your capacity to talk disappears. You are just able to moan his name continuously.
Kíli eventually releases of one of your legs and restarts to stroke your pleasure bud. Your walls immediately answer to his caress and contract around his hardness. Your chests pressing against each other, you feel his heart beating as much as yours
You don’t know how you could stay in this position without falling but you are sure it was thanks to Kíli’s strength and the wall; not you. You know you won't last long. Your climax was growing faster than you expected. In no time, waves of electricity run in your body. You close your eyes and cry Kíli’s name. Right now, you don’t care if anyone could hear you.
Even more sensitive now, Kíli doesn't stop his quick and deep moves. You know his end is near, but he slowly put his forehead against yours.
“Can I… finish you?” he asks as you see his cheeks redder than ever.
“Of course, you can,” you reply, smiling tenderly.
It doesn't take longer for him to kiss you and resume his quick pace. Still sensitive, you can help but moan again each time he slides inside, becoming more and more erratic, almost animal.
As you, Kíli buries his head in your neck. He won’t last long. Some more powerful thrusts and you heard your name from Kíli’s mouth louder and huskier than you ever heard. His muscles relax while you can feel his warm spread in you.
His moves slow down before stopping. Both of you are panting when Kíli moves away and carefully puts your second leg on the floor.
He doesn't seem to want to let you go. His hands wrapped around your waist help you to stay upright, and his forehead comes to yours.
“Are you alright?” he asks as he looks at you, losing all the self-confidence he had earlier while making love to you.
“More than alright,” you reply, laughing. “I hope your uncle and your aunt have already left when I…”
“Oh. Um, yes. I guess so.”
Kíli doesn’t speak more and moves away from you as he looks around him. You both seem to regain your breath, even if your legs are still trembling.
Alright, now you take your courage in both hands and ask him what intrigues you.
“Um, so… amrâlimê?” you ask, seeing his eyes are still looking at the end of the corridor.
“Ah. Um. Yes. ‘Amrâlimê’. But I’m sure you already knew I love you.”
“W-what? No, I didn’t know,” you say, embarrassed.
“You didn’t know?” he shouts, startling you and looking back at you. “But you were so eager. I mean, I thought…”
“Oh, um. I have loved you for so long and I wanted it so much, I couldn’t resist…” you explain, your cheeks becoming red again. “So, do you love me?”
“More than you think. Maybe, I should have started with that… But I can show you once again if you doubt about it,” he says, smiling mischievously.
“I will be delighted, my dear prince! You would excuse me but I’m not able to walk right now,” you joke, kissing softly on his smiling lips. “But in a few minutes, I’ll be fine. And maybe we’ll go to your room this time…”
“As you wish, my dear princess. But I’m sure you know that patience isn’t one of my qualities. So, don’t move. I’ll take you to my room right now.”
You don’t have the time to say anything that Kíli lifts you in his strong arms like a bride and leads you to his room.
Here, ice water for you 🧊❄ 🧊 ❄ 🧊
𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐑𝐏𝐆 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐏 𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 the students of Xavier's School for the Gifted. Set in 1983, a decade of iconic style and technological advancements, the mutants at this school are entering a new era — that of the best time of their lives. So what if half the world hates them? Neons are in even if mutants are out, and you're safe at Xavier's school... at least until the mansion next blows up. Students of varying ages have come together at Xavier’s School for the Gifted to learn how to use their powers for the better, and some have been selected to join Professor Xavier’s elite group of X-Men. For many, however, they’re simply living their lives as they flit from class to class, and the only danger they face here is that of the people who wish to destroy their new home from the outside.
Your experience as a student, staff member, or merely an in-betweener at Xavier’s School starts now. There are many who have come to the school with no end goal in mind, but they always find that they have discovered more about themselves at the end of it. It’s up to you whether the you you end up with is one that wants to help mutants become one with humanity or to topple it.
Nek feel so bad rn hahah
i’d just find them pathetic if they weren’t so infuriatingly racist like you’re really so eager to talk shit about poc you can’t even remember to go on anon sending asks to yourself (screenshot credit to ella bridgefourisgayrights)
mum: you can't be friends with random strangers online!
me: you can when they're in the same fandoms.
Sometimes I want to interact more with wider parts of my fandom. Then I look into an ongoing conversation in a supposedly neutral/positive Discord channel where several people are roasting my fav character/ship/episode/plot point.
And I'm just like... Nope, I'm really not that desperate, lol
SOMETIMES I THINK I'M SECRETLY A LITTLE BIT OF A MASOCHIST BUT NOT WITH CHAINS AND LEATHER AND PLEASURE AT THE END OF IT ALL
BUT HOW ELSE WOULD YOU EXPLAIN WHY
HOW ELSE WOULD YOU EXPLAIN WHY
LATE AT NIGHT WHEN I'M ALL ALONE IN THE DARK TYPING SONGS TO CRY TO AT 3AM READING POETRY THAT EXPOSES ALL MY GREATEST FEARS AND DEEPEST SECRETS CIRCLING THOUGHTS THAT SHOULD NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY
I WANT TO DEMAND APOLOGIES AND REPENTANCE FROM EVERYONE THAT'S EVER LEFT A SCAR AND ENTRENCHED THEMSELVES IN MY MEMORY BUT THE ONE PERSON I'VE NEVER THOUGHT TO SEEK FORGIVENESS FROM IS PROBABLY THE ONE WHO'S HURT ME THE MOST
THEY BEG TO UNDERSTAND YOU PUSH YOUR LIMITS AND CALL IT LOVE WHEN REALLY ALL IT IS
ALL IT IS IS AN ATTEMPT AT ASSUAGING THEIR OWN GUILT AND SAYING
I TRIED I DID SOMETHING I WASN'T A BYSTANDER I DIDN'T JUST WATCH AS IT ALL FELL APART
AS IF THEY WEREN'T THE ONES WHO PICKED UP THE SLEDGEHAMMER AND SWUNG, THE CLOTH OVER THEIR EYES SO THIN YOU CAN SEE THEM SQUEEZED SHUT
MY PSYCHOLOGIST SAYS I NEED TO LEARN TO FORGIVE MYSELF TO BE KINDER TO MYSELF TO LEARN TO LET GO BUT HOW CAN I WHEN I MAKE THESE CHOICES FULLY CONSCIOUS AND AWARE OF THE CONSEQUENCES HOW CAN I FORGIVE MYSELF FOR MISTAKES I'VE NEVER MADE
SOMETIMES I WAKE UP WONDERING WHEN I STARTED TO THINK OF LIFE AS SURVIVAL INSTEAD OF LIVING AND SOMETIMES I GO TO SLEEP WONDERING WHEN I STARTED DREADING WAKING UP INSTEAD OF LOOKING FORWARD TO A BRAND NEW DAY AND SOMETIMES I JUST SIMPLY WONDER WHEN I LOST MY CHILDHOOD INNOCENCE AND ALL THE DAYS STARTED BLURRING TOGETHER AND ALL I DO IS GO THROUGH THE MOTIONS
Summary: He has the power to take advantage of you, and he intends to do just that.
Warning(s): Smut. Misuse of power. Dubious Consent. Fingering, teasing, corruption kink. Innocent!Reader. Doctor!Theo.
Note: I guess this fic is kind of dark? He takes advantage of the reader, so I guess it qualifies as a dark fic.
a/n— first theo fic ever, let's see how this does lmao.
“The doctor will be with you soon” A woman, maybe in her mid thirties said. You gave her a curt nod, and then settled up on the bed, keeping your feet dangling off the edge.
It had been the first time for you to do a check-up, the ways and orders of it unfamiliar.
The door creaked and you stared ahead. The sight had your breath caught in your throat.
Curly, neat brown curls rested on his skull, his eyes a brilliant shade of green with golden and maybe hints of copper in them. Brunette freckles spread across his face. Tall and lean.
He could've been sculptured off from a marble statue.
“Hello there, honey” His smooth voice broke your focus off his face. You jolt and then shoot him a smile.
“Uhm, hello d–doctor...”
“Theo” he says interrupting, “My names Theo”
You smile again, and straighten your posture as he walks forward. His eyes waver down your body as he smirks to himself.
“Is this your first time, sweetie?” The endearment has your cheeks heating up as you nod nervously. “Good to know”
He starts off with your mouth, telling your to open up as his fingers go deep in your throat, and he mutters a small ‘good girl’ underneath his breath.
“We’ll have to take this off” he says, lightly pulling off your blue gown, you bite your lip and push it off your body. Slightly squirming in anguish. Feeling exposed and vulnerable to him.
“It’s alright honey. No need to get shy” Theodore whispers, resting his gloved palms on your shoulders. His eyes seemed to have darkned, and his cheeks now resting a tint of pink on them.
“You can start” you say and rest your hands on your thighs. His hands trail down to your breasts, and broken whimper fall from you as he kneads them.
His eyes appeared to darken as he brushed his thumbs over your nipples. He appeared to pay a bit too much attention to your breasts than necessary, carefully massaging and squeezing the flesh.
“Does it hurt, bug?”
“N–no” you whine softly, “feels good”
He grins and then clears his throat, your mouth fell open slightly as you looked at him doe-eyed. Hesitant as to if this really was how it worked.
He rubbed and teased your tits for several more minutes. Your lip might as well have bled from how hard it was for you to keep in all the moans and whimpers.
“They’re perfect” he said, and trailed his fingers now down to your waist. You could've cried from how embarrassed you felt from the arousal pooling in your heat.
Your legs spread wide as he mentioned for you to lay flat on your back. “Move them wider” he said tapping your thighs gently.
You shudder and do as he says, he didn't even use any lube before he dragged a finger through your folds. “Will it hurt?” you whimper.
He chuckles softly and cranes his neck to look at you, “It won't, I’ll make it good”
A gasp fled from you as he spread your lips, groaning at the sight of your cunt wet and throbbing for him.
“Is all of this for me?” he grinned, rubbing your folds as you squirmed and whined.
You didn't have time to answer him as he pushes a finger in slow and deep. That was the first time anyone had ever touched you that way, “D–doctor I don't– I don't think, this is– oh– necessary”
“Who’s the professional here love? Let me do my job yeah” You don't question him after that. A groan left him again as he pressed another finger in you.
You placed your palm over your mouth as he pursed his fingers in and out of you repeatedly, curling them perfectly to reach that delicious spot in you.
“Such a pretty pussy” he moaned, and then met your eyes as you fastned them on him. A sob heaved from you as your looked down at your core being completely destroyed by the Theo’s fingers.
“Fuck I’m– oh my–” His eyes alternated from your cunt being fucked by his fingers to your face wrecked with tears. His thumb now rubbing figure eights on you bud.
You looked divine. Tears like pearls resting on the apples of your cheeks. Moans that were like melodies falling from your parted mouth.
He grunted, pleased at being probably the first one to have their digits knuckle deep in your pussy. “Gods, am I fucking grateful to corrupt you like this”
“Theo!” you broke with a sob as the coil in your stomach unleashed. You gushed over his fingers. Whimpering and babbling as you came.
Your eyes opened just in time to see the doctor smirking down at you as you sobbed in embarrassment and in pleasure.
“We’ll have to make this a regular occurrence”
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———————– DECIMATION, KANSAS
decimation was a dream to begin with, a picturesque life worth living. a place where hopes and dreams could thrive and survive. a place for redemption. the name, however - was a gifted sense of irony by the man who founded it. the history of the town is murky, but the cemetery that remains from years past (though rumors say the graves are empty) suggests the founder’s name was ’EDLUND’.
but it’s always about dreams, isn’t it?
many folks from all over find their way to this cozy small town in kansas, but once they do - they start to dream about a fantastical life. will those dreams prove to be more than just that? or will the residents of decimation continue to ignore the unsettling thoughts and continue to live their lives as picturesque as possible?
the answer isn’t simple. and decimation is safe.
decimationhq is a multifandom tumblr roleplay set in the fictional town of decimation, kansas. 18+, oc friendly, plot based, relaxed activity checks, character growth and exploration promised.
———————– DECIMATION IS HOME.
someone tagged one of my fav Naruto fic writers in one of my lotr posts and i sat here for a couple mins freaking out that one of my fav fic writers might see my post (with that damn spelling mistake in the first line AHHHH) and confused cause i have NEVER seen them write Silm or lotr content or really showed any interest towards them??? but what do I know I only read their naruto content