#next time probably

[deckofmanymore]

Monday Morsel WIP Wednesday

Thank you @seaemberthesecond for tagging me!!!

I actually have something perfect for you, since I got really motivated after you sent that ask about my wips and actually managed to get started with writing one of them!

So here's the beginning of the Celegorm/Curufin/The Hunt puppy play fic, mostly edited. Heads up for a crumb of sexual content, but mostly just talk thereof (no puppy play yet sadly)

Curufinwë hadn’t been thinking much about what he’d gotten himself into. At least, not until partway through the last of Telperion’s blooms before the proposed date, when Tyelkormo waylaid him on his way back to his rooms after dinner. It was strange enough for him to be around the house, especially this close to a Feast. But he was also clearly suppressing a smirk, hooking a finger unnecessarily into the neck of Curufinwë’s shirt as he waited for a servant to clear the hallway.

“So,” he half-whispered, looking conspirational enough to confirm Curufinwë’s suspicions of something being up. “How’s the preparation going?”

That made actual unease start to settle over him. He frowned, and searched his brother’s eyes for some sign he was just trying to mess with him. But when Curufinwë continued to show no intentions of responding, the mischievous glint in them slowly disappeared.

“There’ll be a lot of people there, you really ought to prepare at least a little,” Tyelkormo eventually said, still failing to elaborate what it even was he was talking about. Logically it could only really be about the feast, but if that was the case then he still did not know what the other meant. His voice held the kind of mockingly concerned tone that any other time would have instantly set Curufinwë off, yet at the moment his annoyance was more overshadowed by a growing sense of foreboding.

“And how exactly do you imagine for me to prepare?” Curufinwë finally asked. “Do you want me to sleep my way through Tirion? ‘Build up my stamina’ or something of the sort?”

To be fair, he couldn’t say the thought hadn’t crossed his mind. But in the end he’d decided it would hardly be necessary. He’d never had any problems pleasing his lovers before.

Tyelkormo did laugh at that, but not in the Curufinwë would have liked.

“Of course not! At least not to gain stamina – unless that is something you lack, Atarinkë.” Curufinwë wasn’t sure if he enjoyed hearing that name under these circumstances. It almost overshadowed the implied insult. His brother went on. “I meant preparation as in… Well, I don’t know how frequently you engage in such activities. Things can get rough when you’re not used to the traffic, if you know what I mean.”

A sudden flash of cold ran down his back. Curufinwë was pretty sure he did know what he meant. He could feel his face rapidly heating up at the thought, and this time the other’s expression showed genuine concern about his reaction.

“I did tell you about that, didn’t I?” Tyelkormo asked at last, but not nearly as guiltily as he should be.

Evidently he had not.

“You’ll be the star of the show, dear brother!”

And that was how, only a couple of hours later, Curufinwë found himself in his rooms with the door locked, kneeling ass up on the bed, and with his burning face buried in the cushions as he pressed a spit-slicked finger against his hole.

[idkaguyorsomething]

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Some of these might get along like peanut butter and jelly. Others might end up having a convoluted shoulder angel-devil dynamic that keeps threatening all of space and time. ¡Whether it be before, after, or during their adventures, pick a duo to become friends with each other (while optionally traveling with the Doctor) and explain why in the tags! (Or explain why they wouldn’t work, or your much cooler idea that you came up with)

[fleurdeliet]

Me: brain, we have a text role play... How about we'll write smth there?

Brain: naaah...

Me: ok... We have our fanfiction not finished... How about continue writing it?

Brain: I don't want to...

Me:... Ok...

Brain: how about this. We'll take this joke and transform it to smth between draft of idea and drabble?

Me:... Why?

Brain: here, have it. 1500+ words about Theon and Robb in modern setting with zombies. And with angst of course. Enjoy, bye