Soaps “let Me Finish Him” Is Demonic

elrond: must you always attack me with words? durin: you want me to use rocks??

Next installment of Lord of the Rings AU: It's Fine, Everybody's Fine is Aragorn's coronation, at which Boromir W E E P S:

I think in a circumstance where Boromir lives, or even just in interacting with Faramir in canon, Aragorn would be very aware of the optics of striding in out of the wilderness to take a throne that the line of stewards had been fighting and dying for in his absence (Thorongil cosplay aside). Cool thing is, in this AU, seeing the king's throne filled and experiencing Gondor at peace for the first time in living history is more than Boromir EVER hoped for.

The day the White Tree sapling blooms, Aragorn wakes up Faramir and Boromir like a six-year-old on Christmas:

And then there's that FIRST SUNRISE over the Mountains of Shadow, when day breaks over a defeated east that's clean and clear and Boromir WEEPS AGAIN because he NEVER THOUGHT he'd see such a thing and YES this is a THIRST TRAP why do you ASK

Hell yeah I gave him a tattoo, it's the seven stars of Gondor plus a coastal rockrose that grows in sandy soils along the Mediterranean because I figure that's like Dol Amroth in honor of HIS MOM because I LOVE SYMBOLISM

Ghostie I may not have watched it but I am an ex-mormon sooooo

any secret lives of mormon wives watchers on here?

i’m on season 2 and shits actually crazy

Imagine if the first alien species we meet is just as excited to find out they're not alone in the universe as we would be

That would be cute, I think

Bug

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Its 4 in the morning and im sat awake purely because im thinking about the 141 playing stardew valley.

Specifically ghost and soap.

Soap cant maintain his farm for the LIFE of him, its all randomly thrown together. He forgets to water his crops and feed his animals 99% of the time, hell only do it if he needs something for a quest. His chest are absolute chaos. There’s literally no system to it at all hes only playing it cause he was bored and saw a video on it once ages ago and honestly hell only play for a couple in game days before turning it off and leaving it for months only coming back to it when hes bored and actually remembers he has it.

Ghost is pretty much the exact opposite. His farm is neatly organised, all crops have specific patches of land to be planted on and so on. his character gets up, he fills his pets water bowl, he waters all his crops and then takes care of his animals. In that exact order, every morning like utter clockwork. He avoids socialising with the characters and doing any of the requests, if its raining he’ll spend the day fishing or just organising his chests (tho they very rarely actually need organising) if its sunny he’ll probably go mining or just have a wander round doing some foraging. He just likes the whole simulator aspect of it.

Ghost walking in on soap playing and watches from the doorway for all of 5 seconds before he starts tweaking over the state of soaps farm, hell make comments, give small suggestions as to how to make more gold and such and soap ends up looking at him with the most shit eating grin once he realises how ghost knows all this.

Can we tell i put way too much thought into this?

Anyway first post? Hello

(Im praying this doesn’t reach the wrong audience i think id cry if the people who think Simon is heartless and has no soul find this)

Johnny whimpers each time he thrusts into you. The sound of his hips slapping against yours accompanies the rhythm of the headboard, hitting the wall gently. Your legs are wrapped around his waist and your arms around his shoulders.

This isn't the first time he's found himself on your bed. It's the third, and he's hooked. You smile, drunk in the pleasure but not as far gone as he is. You press kisses against his lips and cheek, pulling him down closer to where he's almost laying on you.

Your insides feel like molten lava, and the tingles of pleasure zip through you. Johnny barely is saying anything that makes sense.

"Bonnie- fuck- I can't." He whines and grinds his hips against yours. Stirring up your insides. You squeal from the angle and let out a breathy sigh.

"Yeah you can Johnny." You whisper in his ear. "This pussy is yours, and I wanna feel you cum deep in me." You clench your muscles up and feel each drag of his dick even more. The warmth and heaviness of it makes you gasp and you feel him twitch.

"Ye c-can't, fuck fuck fuck," He whines as he starts to jack hammer himself into you. He's chasing his release, "ye cannae say stuff like tha' you'll make me cum too soon." He's over stimulated.

You don't care. Part of the fun is hearing his whiny whore like moans when he cums.

"Come on baby, come on." You're like a siren to his ears. "You can do it. Cum inside of me. You're so close, you can do it."

He gasps, his blue eyes cloudy with pleasure and his hips press against you. He's trembling and whining, barely sounding like the playboy he pretends to be. A long drawn out fuck escapes him through clenched teeth. You watch him, enthralled by how pretty he looks, flushed pink from exertion. Drool dripping down the cor er of his mouth.

You roll yourself and him over so you are on top. He's shocked at the sudden placement. His hands gripped your hips and he throws his head back as you ride him. He's still in the trappings of his orgasm and this is pleasurable torture.

"Bonnie wait, it's too much!" He's trying to slow your movements. "I can't take it, fuck!"

"Yeah you can Johnny, you're doing so good for me." You coo to him. "Just a bit more yeah? Be a good boy for me."

He whimpers and nods his head, "yeah I'm your good boy."

He can feel his cum spill out of you with each roll or bounce of your hips. He wants to be a good boy for you. It's part of the reason he keeps coming back.

So pretty

this always happens btw.

I feel like we don't talk enough about the fact that all but three of the dwarves in the company of Thorin Oakenshield are directly related.

Bifur, Bombur, Bofur, and Bilbo are just tagging along on the worst family road trip of all time.