wip tag game
Rules: You will be given a word. Share a snippet from a WIP for every letter in that word, then tag some friends and give them a new word. @mephisto-art thank you so much for tagging me 💝
my word was SKIN:
S
Sudden heat. Desire’s lips brush Dream's cheek to his ear and a shudder runs down his back. Recognition whips through him. Things they’ve done with each other. To each other.
All red. All hunger.
The hands behind grab at him, unpetal him from his silks, baring his skin to Desire’s terrible touch.
Want, Desire murmurs at his ear, it’s all you can feel right now. All you desire. Desire is hunger. And hunger is an agony. Their voice deepens. And a pleasure.
K
Know your prey to the bone. Mairon knows Celebrimbor’s scent, his footfall, his blackest cruelest wish—and feels himself seduced by it. He knows how to flatter and challenge. When to feign ignorance, when to grant wisdom, how to wrap his hand around Celebrimbor’s throat.
The rings the rings. The rings.
Many more should follow. These nine for the kings of men, a gift of reverence, binder, to the gratitude of the elves, but deeper, to him. Mairon traces metal and jewels with a blunt fingertip and knows the alchemy, blood-drinker jewel, slow syphoned soul—
Nine kings will be his. The witch first.
(2nd chap of this)
I
In his dreams Corinthian licks Morpheus’ eyes, drags his tongue into white, the milky shade that falls over the dead. Dead is the only way Corinthian can love his maker.
N
Noldor prince, grandson of the ill-famed, ill-tempered son of Finwë.
Mairon rises in the guise of Annatar, flesh that before long he will outgrow, and makes his way to the forge.
tagging: @sauron-kraut (maybe you have to do this twice and share even more wips🌚), @jamlocked , @girlthestrike , @theskeletonprior , @mermaidslabyrinth , @weimarweekly , @titleleaf , @fleshfeel , @buckyclevens ♡
your word is: WANT
