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driven by the strangle of vein, showing no mercy, i'd do it again. open up your eyes, you keep on crying, baby, i'll bleed you dry.

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SKULLBONED.  a private smut multimuse tortured by FARAMIR (25, he/they). EST APRIL 2022.

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ichormartyred​:

                  thomas of course knew what would happen should someone discover what exactly his plan was with the little princess. but well he was owed wasn’t he. he’d been a good brother loyal to his brother keeping him on the throne even if there was times he certainly didn’t deserve it. his thumb rubbed over the skin of her knuckles heat coiling in his belly when she’d said she had been. the thought of ruining her set his resolve all the more. “merely checking in.” he said flashing her a charismatic smile. 

            though a pit had begun to form in the base of eve’s stomach, she squeezed her uncle’s hand in her own and leaned over, dropping her head onto thomas’ shoulders, attempting to abate her fear with affection that she was used to between the two of them. “i am thankful that i have always had you in my life. no one else seems to want to have any sort of fun, always so absorbed in politics or those feasts or balls. you’ve made certain that i had a fulfilling life, and i am grateful.” 

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ichormartyred​:

                wanda knew in the back of her mind the intimacy coordinator was probably having a kitten behind the camera. especially as it became more obvious that they were not feigning but actually having sex on the set. but she truly couldn’t bring herself to care about anything but pietro in this moment. gasping as he rolled on his back her hips rocked against his whining softly as she started lifting her hips shifting her legs as she bit her lower lip. her head fell bac and she moaned loudly biting her lower lip. “דייַן. געמאכט פֿאַר איר אַלע פֿאַר איר. מם האַרדער איך בין אַזוי נאָענט אַזוי נאָענט ביטע פּיעטראָ.” she moaned hand gripping the back of his head hard fingers tangling in his hair pulling it hard.

                 pietro hoped that every member of the crew was jealous or aroused watching him fuck his beloved sister because it was something that only he was allowed to do. sure, they were absolutely breaking the rules (and laws, imo) right now, having sex in front of everyone, but pietro saw the way that people looked at wanda, had seen her skimpy costumes, and he wanted to make it plain and obvious that she was his. this was pietro’s mode of claiming his sister in front of everyone. pietro began to fuck wanda even harder, setting a punishing pace as his hips slammed against hers, bruising her further. “קום צו מיר, קליין שוועסטער, און איך וועל קומען מיט דיר. איר ווילט, אַז איך זאָל דיך אָנפילן מיט מיין זוימען, יאָ? אפשר וועל איך דיך אפילו שוואנגערן. וואָלט איר ווי אַז, וואַנדאַ? וואָלט איר ווי אַלעמען צו זען דיין גרויס ברודער מאַכן איר שוואַנגער?” 

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ichormartyred​:

                max looked at her with a cock of her head as she looked down at her with a cock of her head. “mm there is one at the firm that i’m convinced is ducking under the partner’s desk because there is no possible way he got there on his brain alone.” she said with a shake of her head as she cocked her head and looked at her. considering her question she licked her lips and lifted her glass taking a slow sip. she set it back down before replying. “don’t know something about the way it was written. reminded me of something my mom always used to say when it came to dating.” she said with a shrug of her shoulders. “probably just me being nostalgic.” she admitted with a slight laugh. “i would pick out an escort that way.” 

                an entirely uncharacteristic bubbly laugh left jackie, which shocked her, though she found that she could not fully control her actions. her heat was taking over her biology, and it would not allow her to leave without being filled with a wonderfully satisfying alpha cock. “i can say with certainty that i’ve heard worse reasons for people picking me. i’ve been told that i look like someone’s mother, their sister, their daughter. i’ve been told i look like i can’t put up a fight. trust me, your reasoning is not the least bit worrying--and it’s very sweet. in fact, i find it rather endearing.” jaqueline lifted a hand to push her hair behind her ear, exposing the bare skin of her neck (where a mating mark might be) and spilling her hormones through the air. subconsciously, jackie’s body was fighting hard to be fucked full. 

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ichormartyred​:

             she couldn’t help but watch him as he painted. she had of course been taught to paint when she was much younger. but her silly little bowls of fruit had nothing on what he was able to create. she studied him and nodded slightly when he spoke. “a shame.” she said mildly as she looked out the window. “you’re a good man whomever you marry would be lucky to have you.” once upon a time she’d longed for love in a marriage but as with most things in her life she had been forced to accept. a loveless marriage was all that she had going for her though she supposed having a roof over her head and food in her belly was much preferred to the alternative. 

                 henry could feel wanda’s eyes on him, and it drew a healthy blush to his cheeks. the gaze of a beautiful woman was almost too much to bear. “thank you, missus maximoff, you are far too kind.” he frequented the pub enough to be well know by those about town, but never had a marriage offer been passed off to him. now, really, he would hardly be considered with his age. perhaps he would be a permanent bachelor, eventually falling in status to a starving artist as he became too old to work for those who payed him now. “are you alright? if you do not mind me asking, ma’am.” henry paused in his painting, fingers clutching brush and poised above the wall. 

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ichormartyred​:

lord of the rings rp meme | @skullboned​  “I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.” bonus: dae @ mio

        lomion looked at them and reached out her hand to take theirs. “then it’s a good thing you won’t have to be without me.” she replied as she moved forward pressing her lips to their forehead. “you’re stuck with me i fear.” she teased with a small grin as she looked at them. “i will always be by your side uruk hai couldn’t pull me away from you my love.” 

               “good, you musn’t ever leave my side. i went fourty years without you, i fear that i could not survive any longer.” which was certainly true, given the way that elves faded away to nothingness when faced with heartache and loss. though dae was quite aware that lomion had gone through centuries upon centuries alone, waiting, it seemed, for them. “i do not fear a world where you are beside me. it is the only time i feel safe,” daeron admitted, leaning on one elbow to hover above mio, pressing a warm, desperately loving kiss against her lips. 

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ichormartyred​:

lord of the rings rp meme | @skullboned​  “In this hour, I do not believe that any darkness will endure.”  bonus: tauriel @ nimrodel

        nimrodel looked at tauriel and cocked her head as she studied her. “that is certainly the hope.” a part of her had hoped for peace not only for the elves but for the other races of arda in the back of her mind for a long time. “maybe when the light is shining we will be able to see the other races flourish without weight on top of them. and perhaps we can relax a little you and i.” 

               that was something that tauriel often admired about her wife: her optimism. even when tauriel was lost in the darkest depths of sorrow and fear, nimrodel’s shining light lead her through the shadows and into the sun. she honestly didn’t know how ro managed it, especially after being on this earth for so long, older than any elf that she’d ever met. “i beleive we have a little time to relax now, you and i.” tauriel teased, sliding into nimrodel’s lap, arms wrapping around her shoulders. 

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ichormartyred​:

            xialing wondered who this woman thought she was fooling. looking at the other woman she smirked slightly as she studied her and she stumbled over her words. “no need to panic.” she said mildly as she looked at her head cocked as she studied her with a cock of her head smirking slightly. looking her up and down she said the phrase she folded her arms over her chest coming to a decision. “come along.” she aid mildly as she turned on her heel and walked through the shop hips swinging as she moved through the shop and to the back room turning up a set of step stairs hidden behind a curtain.

              “i-i’m sorry, miss, it is just my first time taking part in such...proclivities.” which for all intents and purposes, was true. clary had never sought out the touch of a prostitute, even if in this case she was attempting to catch them red handed in a illegal act. morally she felt filthy, not only for the trickery, but because she was slowly realizing that she found this prostitute attractive. swiftly, clary followed on the heels of her guide, doing everything in her power not to oogling the woman’s revealed skin. 

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ichormartyred​:

lord of the rings rp meme | @skullboned​  “Deeds will not be less valiant because they are unpraised.”  steve @ bucky

        bucky rose an eyebrow. “who determines what deeds are valiant and which deeds aren’t?” he asked as he looked over at steve. he knew what deeds were sung about in songs that were valiant and true. but there was far more things that weren’t sung about that he would consider being true and good. “and how do we know they’re valiant if they’re unpraised?” he asked grin spreading as he teased steve. 

             “in this instance, i do,” steve turned on his heels, approaching bucky with the swiftness and elegance only elves bore. “because, master barnes, not all good days go seen by the lord of these halls. even though i am not the ruler of mirkwood, i still see the effort you have exuded and feel as though you deserve praise.” elves were not keen on physical touch, least of all when engaging in it with those one did not intend to marry, but steve could not help but drop a palm to bucky’s cheek, thumb brushing along the curve of his cheekbone. perhaps it was quite obvious, then, as his brother by relationship claimed with ire, his feelings for this mirkwood guard. “thank you, for the great deed you have serviced our people. the green wood would be far less safe in hands aside from your very capable own.” 

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ichormartyred​:

lord of the rings rp meme | @skullboned​  “If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.” peter and frank/freddie SURPRISE ME <3

        freddie considered it before he nodded his head slightly, “you might be onto something there. unfortunately though the gold is used for far too much. i’m afraid it’s too entwined to change people’s minds about it.” he said as he looked at him, “food and cheer is a far better currency if you ask me.” he said with a small grin. 

              “i like to think that the inherent nature of free people is one of kindness and compassion, but it is hard to maintain such a belief when i have seen such evils with my own eyes,” peter’s parents had been slaughtered by a pack of orcs after being forced to entertain the party, sold to them by Men desperate for bread. “that is why i attempt to make everyone’s day brighter, so that the positive energy continues past me.” it was harder some days then others. peter sighed as he wiped at the bar top, then leaned onto it with both hands pressed into the dirty cloth. “so, would you like another round, good sir? we’re closing up shop soon, but i think i can get away we being open a little later for a paying customer.” 

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ichormartyred​:

          “i don’t care if it’s a good idea or not. i’m not scared of you.” wanda had no possible reason why he didn’t scare her. by all rights considering how they met he should scare her. but he didn’t. he made her feel safe. safer than she had ever felt in foster care. “well lucky for you. i don’t want any of the fellas down at the pub. i want you. i want to stay with you. you make me feel safe. i don’t want to go anywhere else.” she said as she looked at him biting her lower lip. “please don’t send me away.” 

          “it’s not me that you should be ‘fraid of, love,” pietro replied, though it was clear that he was not getting through this woman’s stubbornness anytime soon. and really, it was more dangerous with her drawing attention to him, standing  in front of his door and talking about safety than it was with her inside his hotel room, at least for him. “alright, fine. come in, but don’t be gettin’ any funny ideas now.” pietro ushered wanda inside the door, casting a wary, cautious glance around the hallway before firmly shutting the door behind them. 

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ichormartyred​:

lord of the rings rp meme | @skullboned​  “Despair is only for those who see the end beyond all doubt. We do not.” isy @ alejo

        alejandro looked at her as she spoke, “the thought of life after great despair is sometimes the only thing that keeps a body going.” though even the toughest would reach their limit. the hits kept on coming like waves attempting to drown them it was hard to see a light. well a light besides isabel she had always been his light. his reason to continue on. if for no other reason than to be sure that she would have a good life once all of this ended. 

            “and we must’ve fret so much as all other races in middle earth. so far, the scourge of sauron’s evil has not so much as passed into the borders of the shire. the guard has protected us thus far, have they not? cousin oren even insisted that we were well fortified before they left for ithilien. we musn’t tarry about what we cannot fix. war is no place for hobbits, alejo, and the great battles for middle earth will happen far beyond the reaches of our shore.” isabelle was attempting to be positive for the both of them. certainly, historically, the shire was left alone in times of war, but if the fight of middle earth would be determined by such a war, would they still survive the fallout? “come. i was promised affection after an exhausting shift running your bar, not the looming threat of existential concern over our heads.” 

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ichormartyred​:

lord of the rings rp meme | @skullboned​  “It is not the strength of the body, but the strength of the spirit.” clint and yelena bc they be fukkin

        yelena ​looked at him and let out a soft laugh shaking her head as she leaned forward. “and what do you know of strength of spirit?” she  teased as she leaned forward elbows on her knees as she studied him. “that is far too philosophical a conversation for now anyway.” she added rolling her eyes as she looked at him, “let’s do something far more entertaining.” 

                 “it takes quite a strong constitution to face down legions upon legions of orcs every day at the foot of modor’s doorstep. the people of gondor often herald me as a hero, you know,” clint teased right back, a mischievous grin spreading across his features far too rapidly. it was something that clued any and all into the fact that the man was up to no good.  “oh, and what might the dwarven princess suggest?” 

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ichormartyred​:

              lux had never really wished to be away from her father. but now… now she felt the need to get away from him not sure what to make of him and incredibly scared for what he was talking about. she licked her lips resiting the urge to pull away from him when he brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear looking up at him. “w-what?” she asked voice soft eyebrows furrowing as he asked her what she’d thought about the man she wanted to be her partner. “i-i’ve never really considered it father.” she said cheeks flushing bright red. 

           valentine did not want to frighten lux, but he could no longer avoid these fell and foul feelings. she was a mirror image of her mother, someone that he missed so tenderly he could hardly keep himself from shattering altogether. and what good was a king if he was broken in the mind and the spirit? this was the only solution; valentine could only hope that, eventually, lux would come around to the idea. “is it not an old adage that children often seek partners who resemble their parents, even subconsciously?” 

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ichormartyred​:

               it had been alexis and henry against the world as long as she could remember. even before henry had taken her the first time. out here as isolated as they were it made sense that they would wind up finding comfort and well… more with each other than the average brother and sister would. their father was dead and gone and so was their mother they quite literally only had one another. her head fell back eyes squeezing shut hard as he lapped into her face twisting in pleasure as she let out a loud moan. biting her lower lip she panted soflty as she looked down at him through hooded eyes even as her eyes glazed over. “please henry please.” she wasn’t even quite sure what she was pleading for at the moment just wanted him. 

              henry had never wanted anyone else. as long as he could remember, he desired alexis; he blossoming bosom, her enchanting behind, her pulsing, soaked cunt that begged to be filled with his tongue, fingers or cock. she was designed by god for him as he was for her, and he cared little for the fact that he had to kill their mother in order to have her. she never approved of them, and he did not want his beloved to starve to death. which is why he volunteered to take a wife all of these times, to lead her on, steal her money, and slaughter his sister could continue to live the life that she deserved. henry’s grips tightened on alexis’ thighs, encouraging her to beg for him without words as his tongue explored her core, warm and delicious arousal on his tongue. 

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ichormartyred​: 

              “i’ll keep that in mind.” she replied grinning slightly when his fingers knocked against the brim of his hat. her hips slowly rolled over his teasing both of them as she looked down at him with a cheeky grin. “not a problem this was actually fun to figure out.” she admitted as she looked at him feeling his cock hard against her pussy. when he demanded she help him get out of his jeans she grinned and nodded slightly. lifting up her hips she worked open the button of his jeans unzipping his pants. she pushed them and his boxers down his hips carefully cheeky grin on her face. “mm papi you’re so hard i can feel you.” she murmured softly kissing down his jaw as her fingers wrapped around his cock stroking him.

               jack had never claimed to be a patient man, and he was even less patient in regards to sex. the man had a practically legendary libido, and all he wanted right now was to be so deep inside aislinn that he couldn’t think of anything else. “y’always make me so hard,” jack admitted, rather dumbly, if you ask his narrator. probably the least sexy sentence to grace this keyboard, but it was the truth at least, and in his defense, all the blood had flowed straight to his cock at that point. “c’mon, baby, i wanna feel ya,” jack wasn’t above begging, especially when she was so tantalizing. 

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ichormartyred​:

                wanda clung to him pulling him closer. wanting to feel his body against hers and sighed softly as she kissed him. looking up at him through hooded eyes she nodded her head slightly. “ממ גערן. איך וועל שטענדיק אָנרירן זיך צו געדאנקען פון איר.” wanda confirmed moaning as his hips started a bruising possesive pace. her legs wrapped around his hips thighs squeezing his hips as she moaned low in her throat. “דו ביסט די איינציקע זאַך וואָס איז וויכטיק צו מיר. די איין זאַך איך האָבן געוואלט און וועט וועלן פֿאַר די רעשט פון מיין לעבן.” she replied gripping his shoulders tight fingernails digging into this skin as she pulled him closer moaning loudly as he bit into the skin beneath her collarbone. “גאָט גרויס ברודער. דיין האָן פילז אַזוי גוט. ביטע איך דארף דיר. איך האב דיך שטענדיק געדארפט!”

              after so long apart, pietro could not get enough of wanda. months of chase touch, of pretending that they did not long for intimacy just to appear normal. as though they didn’t long for the feeling of their bodies interwoven like this, as though he didn’t miss being buried inside of his other half. “ווייַטער מאָל ווען איר אָנרירן זיך בשעת איר טראַכטן פון מיר, איך ווילן איר צו פילם עס און שיקן עס צו מיר.” pietro demanded, nails digging into the flesh of wanda’s hips. “דו ביסט מייַן און איך בין דייַן אויף אייביק.” he shifted on his knees, taking wanda with him, still sheathed inside of her as he moved. from this angle, pietro could jackhammer into his little sister, arching up to connect their lips. “וועסטו קומען צו מיר, קליינע שוועסטער?”