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azastr · 10 months

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Cardan Greenbriar

Description : Cardan gets jealous when someone tries to flirt with his wife

warning : jealousy, flirtation, mentions of passionate encounters

Cardan Greenbriar, the High King of Elfhame, sat regally on his throne in the grand court hall. The room was filled with faerie nobility and members of the court, their elegant attire shimmering under the soft glow of the chandeliers. Y/n, his human wife, stood beside him, her fiery spirit contained within the delicate beauty of her features.

As the court meeting progressed, a young faerie nobleman named Alistair approached Y/n, a smug smile playing on his lips. He was known for his flirtatious nature and overconfident demeanor, thinking himself irresistible to any woman.

Alistair leaned in closer to Y/n, his voice dripping with arrogance. "My lady Y/n, I must say, you look even more stunning than usual today. I can't help but be captivated by your beauty."

Y/n raised an eyebrow, unimpressed by his attempt at charm. "Save your flattery, Alistair. I have no interest in your idle compliments." Undeterred, Alistair persisted, his voice filled with arrogance. "Ah, but my dear Y/n, wouldn't it be thrilling to experience a night of passion with someone of my caliber? I assure you, it would be an unforgettable experience."

Cardan's gaze narrowed as he caught wind of Alistair's audacity. He was well aware of Y/n's allure and the attention she attracted, but his love for her burned fiercely, and he was not one to let such insults slide.

He rose from his throne, a predatory glint in his eyes, and spoke in a velvety, dangerous tone that echoed through the hall. "Alistair, my friend, it seems you have forgotten your manners. Let me remind you that Y/n is my wife, and I assure you, our nights together are nothing short of passionate and unforgettable."

The courtiers whispered among themselves, the tension in the air thickening as Cardan's words hung in the room. Y/n felt her cheeks flush and her heart quicken at Cardan's bold proclamation. She shot him a glance filled with equal parts surprise and desire, momentarily forgetting the presence of the court.

A mischievous smile danced on Cardan's lips as he continued, his voice a low murmur that carried only to Y/n's ears. "Darling, do you remember the way your body trembled beneath me, your gasps of pleasure and cries of ecstasy echoing through our chambers? How you squirmed beneath my touch, unable to resist the pleasure I bestowed upon you?"

Y/n's breath hitched, her eyes widening at Cardan's audacious words. She fought to maintain her composure, feeling the heat of embarrassment rise in her cheeks. She stole a glance at the court, noticing their shocked expressions and scandalized whispers.

Clearing her throat, Y/n composed herself, her voice laced with a touch of sarcasm. "Oh, how could I forget such passionate nights, my love? I'm sure our guests find our tales of intimacy utterly fascinating."

Cardan chuckled, the sound sending shivers down Y/n's spine. "Indeed, darling. They should count themselves fortunate to witness a glimpse of our unbridled passion."

The courtiers shifted uncomfortably, some casting disapproving glances, while others couldn't help but be intrigued by the intensity of Cardan and Y/n's connection. The scene had taken an unexpected turn, their courtly decorum shattered by the unabashed display of their love.

Amid the murmurs and whispers, Cardan extended his arm to Y/n, a playful gleam in his eyes. "Come, my love. Let us leave this tedious court gathering and retire to our chambers, where we can explore new heights of pleasure, far away from prying eyes."

Y/n smirked, her eyes glinting with a mixture of challenge and desire. She placed her hand in Cardan's, allowing him to lead her away from the court, their exit accompanied by a mixture of gasps, hushed whispers, and stolen glances.

As they disappeared from the grand court hall, the echoes of their passionate night lingered in the air, a reminder that love, desire, and defiance had found a home within the heart of the High King of Elfhame and his human queen.

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jahayla-parker · 11 months

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Hello! can you write a Cardan x reader (already in a relationship) where he reacts to someone asking the reader if they want to dance, or like go on a date? Luv u <3

Territorial : Cardan Greenbriar x Reader

Desc: 2.9k wc, Cardan isn’t pleased when someone makes a move on y/n despite y/n and Cardan having already been together for awhile.

Warnings: jealously, flirtations, mentions of fighting, protectiveness, a little suggestive at the end. Not proofread

Cardan glared sharply across the room as some man stood before y/n. He’d noticed the way the man had approached her, the man’s hungry eyes scanning her body. It was enough to make Cardan want to charge across the room and have him arrested over just looking at his queen that way. But Cardan forced himself to behave and instead glared as intensely as he could.

Cardan watched y/n try to excuse herself from the man. His eyes scrutinizing the way the man stepped around her to keep her attention. Cardan rose slightly from his seat until he saw y/n give the man a fake smile and step around him. He slowly lowered himself back into boss seat, but his eyes never left the man. Not even a as y/n made her way back to Cardan with their crystal glasses in her hands.

As yn reached the table, she saw the way Cardan was shooting daggers at someone. Following his eye sight, yn noticed the man from the counter was still standing where she’d left him. Yn spun back around and slid into her seat beside Cardan, grabbing his closest hand in hers. “Honey?” She questioned softly as she set the glasses down.

Cardan glanced over at y/n briefly before his gaze snapped back to the man. “He looked at you funny” was the only thing Cardan was able to mutter. He heard y/n sigh softly as she squeezed his hand. Cardan sighed as well and shook his head as his willed his eyes to leave the man.

“I’m sure it’s nothing” y/n stated calmly.

“It looked like he was trying to check you out" Cardan huffed, once again glaring over at the man in question.

Y/n shrugged, hoping her nonchalant response would make him calm down. “Okay, so?” She asked softly, playing with his fingers as she sipped on her drink. Y/n knew he wasn’t giving up that easily when she saw he still hadn’t touched his own drink yet.

“So, does he not know we’re together?” Cardan asked, his lips pursed as he clenched his jaw. He knew y/n would never betray him. But, Cardan couldn’t help the fact he was mad the man didn’t seem to know y/n was with him. After all, Cardan wanted everyone to know that. So it suggested he wasn’t doing a good job of showing how proud he was that she was his and he was hers.

Y/n hummed softly, setting her drink down as she turned to face him. “Cardan,” she whispered, playing with the loose curls hanging by his right temple. “You don’t need to worry” y/n promised, letting her fingers trail down his cheeks as they slipped from the curl. “I told him that you and I are together as soon as he asked me out” she swore, stroking his sharp jawline.

Cardan leaned into her warm and comforting touch, his tense features relaxing slightly. “But, why didn’t he alr-“ he began, cutting himself off as he stiffly straightened his posture suddenly. Cardan’s storming eyes rushed over to y/n’s face , “wait..! What? He what?!”.

Y/n nibbled on her bottom lip and sighed, “Cardan-“.

Cardan shook his head, his varying emotions flickering in his wide eyes. “He asked you out” He muttered, still in disbelief. Was this man truly that ignorant or moronic?

“I said no, obviously” y/n calmly spoke, fingers dancing over his face again.

Cardan huffed and stood up, glaring across the room again. “How didn’t he know we were together?” He asked aloud. However, just as y/n was about to respond, Cardan continued. “Do I need to show you off more?” He wondered, his leg bouncing under him.

Y/n watched Cardan as his brows furrowed as he continued to stare harshly over towards the man she’d met earlier. She’d never seen him this upset over something like this. Although, to be fair, most people knew her heart belonged to Cardan and didn’t try to change that.

Nevertheless, she couldn’t believe he was so impacted over the man asking a single question. Y/n suppressed a smirk as she moved to block Cardan’s view. She shook her head playfully as she placed her hands on his chest. “No way... you're actually jealous” y/n pointed out, watching the emotions bouncing in his beautiful eyes.

“Jealous? Me? No” Cardan huffed loudly, squinting at y/n.

Y/n raised a questioning eyebrow at him, “right… sure.”

“You know I cannot lie y/n” Cardan reminded her, before sighing. He shook his head and wrapped his arms around y/n tightly. “I’m not jealous, I'm territorial. Jealous is when you want something that's not yours. Territorial is protecting what's already yours” Cardan explained, staring into her y/e/c eyes.

Y/n frowned slightly, “you don’t trust me to stay yours?”

“It's not you l don't trust” Cardan admitted, tucking a few wisps of her hair behind her ear.

“He doesn’t matter. I love you and only you, Cardan. Nothing will ever change that” y/n promised, smiling as she leaned in to place a tender kiss on his cheek.

Cardan grinned and used his thumb to softly guide her chin closer to his mouth. “I love you too” He whispered lovingly. Cardan then crooked his head and placed a needy kiss to her lips. His grin grew as y/n kissed back with just as much passion.

“Please, let it go” y/n groaned, running her hand through her hair as she stared at Cardan. She knew he was still jealous territorial. But he was overreacting and it was starting to become tiresome.

Cardan grumbled, “oh come on, you and I both know what he was doing”. His mind replaying the event in his mind. He couldn’t believe the man had tried once again to get y/N’s attention. It hadn’t worked, but Cardan was still pissed.

“It’s not a big deal, just ignore him” y/n argued with a shrug. She couldn’t care less what the man wanted, said, or did. Y/n’s only concern was on keeping Cardan calm and happy. Yet, the whole ordeal was making it difficult as Cardan wouldn’t ignore him.

Cardan silently paced back and forth before his throne. He was trying to form a way to end this man’s attempts. Usually y/n handled the punishments and sanctions for the kingdom, so this wasn’t Cardan’s speciality. “I could have him beheaded” He spoke in a monotonous tone.

“Cardan no” y/n scolded, standing up from her throne and making her way to him.

“Yes, I could. I’m the King, love” Cardan argued, turning to face her.

Y/n chuckled softly, “I’m aware of that. But, that’s overkill”. She reached up and tenderly began rubbing his tense temples with her thumbs. Y/n smiled to herself as she watched Cardan start to crumble at her touch.

“That’s the point” Cardan mumbled weakly. Despite his frustration towards the man, y/n’s touch was making him soften. His eyelashes batted against his cheeks as he felt himself grow tired as she massaged his temples.

“Cardan” y/n whispered very lowly, thumbs still working on his temples. She leaned in and placed a kiss between his brows, “He doesn’t matter”. Y/n lowered her hands from his head and grabbed his hands, “can you come to bed now?”

Cardan huffed at the mention of the other guy but quickly switched gears. He nodded and let y/n lead him to their bedroom. “I’m the only one who gets to, right?” Cardan sleepily asked, his hand holding hers tightly. He smiled widely and hummed when y/n responded with her beautiful laughter and a soft ‘yes’.

Cardan pulled y/n to his chest, his lips in her hair as he breathed deeply. “I’m sorry” He whispered Cardan pressed a quick peck to her scalp, “I got protective…”.

Y/n hummed and giggled. Shaking her head, she snuggled into Cardan’s embrace, “that’s an understatement”. Y/n tilted her head up to look at him as she teased, “I've never seen you that mad before."

“I’ve been mad over foolish men making advances towards you before” Cardan argued, pulling their blanket over her shoulders.

“No Cardan, not like that. Not even when I was being hit on by that weird guy that was one of Locke’s friends” y/n pointed out, raising her brows knowingly at him.

Cardan sighed loudly and shrugged. “They at least knew that they didn’t have a chance” He defended quietly.

“Neither does this guy Cardan, you know that right?” Y/n questioned, sitting up so she could look into his eyes.

Cardan gave her a gentle smile and nodded, “I do. Doesn’t mean I like him trying so hard”.

Y/n nodded and lowered her head back to his chest, “he’ll stop soon enough when he sees it’ll get him nowhere. Now get some sleep handsome”.

Cardan hummed and kissed the top of her head again. “Yes darling, goodnight my love”.

“I’m warning you, you’ll want to stop” Cardan spoke. His voice was professional despite his burning desire to throw the man before him into a lake and tie him to a heavy rock.

“I’m afraid I do not know of what you speak” The man argued, a smirk on his lips as he watched Cardan closely.

Cardan rose from his throne, holding his head at the precise angle to cause the sun light to glimmer of his crown and into the man’s eyes. As the man shaded his eyes with his hand, Cardan held his head high and neared him. “You would be wise to stop making advances towards y/n” Cardan advised.

The man huffed loudly as he lowered his hand to his side. “Why is that?” He questioned, tilting his head mockingly at the King.

"She’s not up for grabs” Cardan all-but growled. “Keep your dirty hands off my crown” he ordered. He was quickly losing his patience with his man. Cardan had promised y/n he’d handle the matter civilly. But if this man kept up his behavior, Cardan wasn’t sure he could keep to his promise.

“I’m not interested in your crown, I’m after-“ The man argued. “

“I know what you’re after” Cardan barked as he glared sharply at the man. “She is my crown, you fool” he spat. “If you think I’m going to just step aside and let your filthy hands try to touch her, you couldn’t be more wrong” Cardan proclaimed, stepping even closer.

“All due respect your Highness… Maybe you should pick your battles. I fear this is one you’re not going to win. Perhaps you should realize it’s not worth the fight“ The man smugly stated. Despite his lower status, it was evident this guy saw himself as far superior to Cardan. But, that wasn’t what truly set Cardan off. Instead, it was the notion that he suggested y/n wasn’t worth fighting for.

Cardan stalked closer, his piercing eyes now mere feet from the man’s. “See, that’s where you’re wrong” he declared confidently. “I may not be worthy of her, but I’m not afraid to continuously strive to be” Cardan admitted, t’sking at him.

“She's not the kind of woman you choose your battles for. Y/n is the kind of woman you fight to the death for” Cardan stated as he stepped even closer. “You would be wise not to doubt my willingness to throw my life away to remain by her side” He concluded, his hot breath hitting the face of the man standing before him. Just as Cardan was about to give an official order for the man to leave his town, y/n’s voice sounded from across the hall.

“That will not be necessary” y/n stated loudly, making her presence known. She’d been watching from her secret spot above them; a place Cardan and her spies had shown her. However, as she saw the situation going sideways, she quietly snuck down and landed behind the curtain that hung at the back of their thrones.

Cardan’s flushed face turned towards her as she stepped into view. His eyes showed his deep sorrow that he had slightly deviated from the formal proceedings he was to be doing. But as Cardan watched y/n approach, he noticed her focus wasn’t on him. Instead, Cardan noted the way her eyes stared sharply at the other man.

“What seems to be the problem?” Y/n questioned formally, showing walking closer to the men. She didn’t let her eyes deviate from their intense glare at the man who had been upsetting the person she loved. “Your King has advised you on how to behave, and yet you remain here. Arguing?” Y/n questioned with pretend intrigue.

Cardan felt his cheeks flush as his lips formed a bashful grin upon hearing y/n’s words. He wasn’t sure what the final straw was, but he could tell his girl was now pissed as well. Cardan couldn’t help the smirk that took over his grin as the man slightly trembled as y/n towered over him from their raised dais.

“Don’t” y/n ordered, cutting off the man’s stuttering. She tilted her head as her left eyebrow rose. Y/n spun to face Cardan and raised her other eyebrow, “you didn’t make him kneel?” Her voice was quiet enough that only Cardan could hear her.

Cardan shook his head. “I swore to you I’d keep it professional” he reminded her, his voice matching hers. Cardan instinctively grinned back as y/n shot him a loving smile.

As y/n turned back to the man standing in front of their dais, she sighed loudly and t’sked. “This is how you greet your King?” Y/n asked, waving her hand at the man’s stance. She smirked as the arrogant man glanced over at Cardan before kneeling. “That’s better, don’t you think?” Y/n hummed, looking over at Cardan.

Cardan nodded in agreement. He gave y/n a loving gaze before his eyes turned cold as he looked back at the man. “I will not issue another warning, you are to make no further advances towards y/f/n y/l/n, is that understood?” Cardan commanded.

The man glanced between Cardan and y/n. When he saw both of their gazes were serious and furious, he nodded silently. He watched with newfound fear as Cardan looked him over and smirked.

“One last matter before Roach removes you from this conference hall” y/n amended, stepping back. She walked over to Cardan, making show of her taking ahold of his hand. “If you are to ever disrespect your King, you will be rewarded with a private conference to address such matters” y/n warned, shaking her head stiffly. When she felt Cardan’s hand stiffen at the idea of her alone with the man, she decided to continue her explanation. “And while that seems to be what you’ve been after, I assure you, you’re wrong. The only way you and I will speak again is if you injudiciously try to disrespect your King. And heed this, that is not a context in which you’d like to meet with me” y/n cautioned, waving for Roach to remove the man.

“You're honestly really freaking cute when you're jealous” y/n smirked as she removed her earrings. She then moved her hair to the side in order to unclasp her necklace. Y/n suddenly felt Cardan’s breath hit her exposed neck as he moved behind her and sighed loudly.

“I'm not jealous! At all! He just gives you that.. weird, flirty look, and I don't like it!" Cardan grumbled, helping y/n unhook her necklace. He reached around her and set it on her dresser before spinning her around.

“That’s practically the definition of jealous,” y/n teased, tapping his nose with her pointer finger. “Truly though, Cardan, you haven’t anything to be jealous of.” She promised, moving her finger from his nose over to his cheekbone. Y/n smiled at him as she rubbed his sharp cheekbone silently.

“The Ghost said he only has one full bookshelf anyways” Cardan mumbled, trying to point out any ways in which he could best the man.

Y/n rolled her eyes but couldn’t help but be surprised that Cardan went as far as to ask The Ghost to look into the man. “Cardan,” she shook her head softly, “I do love books. But even if he had more, it wouldn’t matter. I love you”.

“He also-“ Cardan began, recalling another detail The Ghost had informed him of. He remembered muttering “pft, that’s it?” to The Ghost countless times earlier today during their conversation on the matter. Surely Cardan could recall those details so he could point out many ways in which he was better than the man.

However, y/n quickly caught on to Cardan’s attempts and shut him down. “Cardan, stop” she stated firmly, reaching her other hand up to cup his face. “I don’t care about him. At all. He could have every woman in Elfhame falling for him, and it wouldn’t matter. I’m yours, and you’re mine” y/n reminded him, squeezing his cheeks.

Cardan’s cheeks flushed as he smiled. His feet shuffled nervously as he pulled y/n to him, his arms tightly wrapped around her. ”You love me and only me, right?" He confirmed.

”Only you Cardan,” y/n promised, pressing a long kiss to his delicate lips. “In fact, I was thinking it might help if I prove it to you” she smirked as she leaned back to catch her breath.

Cardan’s eyes widened briefly before they darkened and he nodded rapidly, all his earlier concerns and doubts erased. He hungrily tugged her hand as he quickly made his way over to their extravagantly decorated bedroom. Cardan spun around and smirked softly back at y/n, “I’m territorial, not jealous. I shall show you the difference”.

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timhalamet · 3 months

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cadiacore · 1 year

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pic credit: @azriels-angels

every day, starting on December 1st, 2022, I will post a fic that correlates with the chosen Taylor Swift songs with different characters from different fandoms!

playlist here!

LINEUP:

❀ anti-hero | poly!nessian x fem!reader {dec.1st}

❀ afterglow | azriel x fem!reader {dec.2nd}

❀ willow | azriel x fem!reader {dec.3rd}

❀ i know places | wrath x fem!reader {dec.4th}

❀ the lakes | nash hawthorne x fem!reader {dec.5th}

❀ ivy | poly!nessian x fem!reader {dec.6th}

❀ bigger than the whole sky | ruhn danaan x fem!reader {dec.7th}

❀ starlight | grayson hawthorne x fem!reader {dec.8th}

❀ you're on your own, kid | cal calore x fem!reader {dec.9th}

❀ heartbreak prince | wrath x fem!reader {dec.10th}

❀ begin again | cassian x fem!reader {dec.11th}

❀ enchanted | azriel x fem!reader {dec.12th}

❀ love story | cardan greenbriar x fem!reader {dec.13th}

❀ lavender haze | ithan holstrom x fem!reader {dec.14th}

❀ long live | connor holstrom x fem!reader {dec.15th}

❀ paper rings | azriel x fem!reader {dec.16th}

❀ wonderland | cassian x fem!reader {dec.17th}

❀ this is me trying | hunt athalar x fem!reader {dec.18th}

❀ you belong with me | ruhn danaan x fem!reader {dec.19th}

❀ mad woman | nesta archeron x fem!reader {dec.20th}

❀ vigilante shit | azriel x fem!reader {dec.21st}

❀ haunted | tristan flynn x fem!reader {dec.22nd}

❀ tied together with a smile | azriel x fem!reader {dec.23rd}

❀ dear reader | nesta archeron x fem!reader {dec.24th}

❀ long story short | cassian x fem!reader {dec.25th}

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a-weird-ass-frog · 8 months

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ok for the love of GOD I can't find any x MALE readers! the few that pop up say x GN reader or x male reader but EVERY SINGLE GODDAMN TIME it's always a FEM OC or a FEM READER!! therefore I shall take matters into my own hands, this blog is exclusively for my ftm, m, gn, and nb people. I am so tired of people tagging things wrong. I will be taking requests, I writie for so many Fandoms I can't keep track of it, if I don't know the character I will do as much research as possible to deliver to you.

My first one is a Cardan Greenbriar x GN reader. It shall hopefully be published here soon.

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The Actress (Cardan Greenbriar x fem!reader)

y/n, the twin sister of valerian and best friend of jude duarte, is a spy for prince dain. gaining the name, the actress, from the court of shadows, her main job is to seduce the men of the court and learn their secrets for prince dain—including pretending to be pathetically in love with prince balekin to take him down from the inside.

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euphoricpixiee · 1 year

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iovelore · 3 years

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❝ MORTAL TALES ❞ ( O1 )

summary and word count: a certain fae can’t help but find amusement in the youngest elfhame’s prince‘s frustration. wc — 1493

pairings: the cruel prince!cardan greenbriar x fem!reader

contents and warnings: jealousy, hinting of threesome, mentions of knife (nothing extreme), suggestive content, mutual pining-ish, fluffy?

a/n: i used tcp cardan because i couldn’t see any context of y/n being used in a fic in the other books (i also need it for the next part </3). i tried my best to include the tail bit since it didn‘t come out right, ill add it in either part 2/3. cardan is a bit ooc (i made him a bit idk how to put it besides: sub?man whore. because i believe that’s what he is 😁). and y/n resembles jude just a little bit with the blade thing, but only a little because jude is neither very flirty or open up about her sexuality (more so in the first book) and that’s what i made y/n like.

also, since this was more in y/n’s perspective, next part will be more so cardans <3

Y/N's legs crossed as she leaned her head on locke's shoulder, while Poppy, a half-faerie: who Locke has shown great interest in— for all the wrong reasons — sat before them and told them of the mortal tales her father would recite to her every night or the ones she gathered on her own from her adventures back where the humans lived.

Y/N found them odd: how they all were almost nothing compared to the people here; they were fragile, but she found similar enjoyment in them all nonetheless — and perhaps she had the eldest duarte to blame for her obsession with all things mortal, and Poppy's tales weren't helping either — which has unfortunately gained her the harsh scowls from the youngest prince of Elfhame.

Though that was no surprise. The boy had never been kind enough for her to realise that his treatment towards her was almost cruel — not that it had mattered, because to Y/N it was a show; she knew where his feelings lay, and it was nothing but amusing. To everyone with eye sight as clear as day, he'd never liked her, but when in class, when he believes her to be ignorant of his stare or his wagging tail; she has a classmate whisper every move his body makes, and it fuelled her heart all too much.

"It's not quite normal there, unlike here, if anyone decided to walk around with it they'd get humiliated till they're six feet under," Poppy snorted, covering her mouth with the back of her palms.

Locke turned to stare behind him, catching sight of the prince and Nicasia — both pouting miserably (one much too obvious than the other), and at that, he smiled. "Oh you’re right, tails are quite odd aren’t they? More so on a prince,"

Y/N shrugged at that, "It's alright, I do think Cardan makes it quite, charming? He’s always wagging it around like some...was it a cat you called it?"

"Yes a cat," Poppy shook her head positively, "though don't say that out loud, I doubt he's as clueless on mortal knowledge as we think he is."

Locke hummed, a smirk growing on his lips as he kept his eyes trained on his friend, Y/N following suite of his gaze and sultry grinning at the boy from afar, ignoring Nicasia — causing his eyes to widen momentarily, before the scowl found home on his face once more.

"He's never quite liked you has he?" His words were soft against her ear, his lips landing gently beneath her ear-lobes, kissing it tenderly as he kept his eyes trained on his flaring friend — who if one squinted, could perhaps see smoke escape his ears, if they ignored the immense swinging of his tail.

Y/N smiled, a small amount of malice lacing her intentions, "hatred I'd say, though he doesn't think I'm that foolish does he?"

Poppy, who now stared at her feet, hands tugging the grass with a blush coating her tanned features, "he's looked like he wanted to murder Locke."

Y/N snickered, a sickeningly sweet one at that, as she lowly muttered, "it’s all working then, sweetness."

Later on, when Y/N was left with no one to keep her company — as Locke found himself adorning Poppy and Nicasia's presence, alone — she took notice of the emptiness of Locke's home. It was beautiful, nothing as extravagant as Hollow Hall, yet she found herself admiring the interior all the same.

And as her hands traced the designs etched on the walls, as if it were a reminiscence of her first time staring upon them, a deep, and rather annoyed cough fleed her from her thoughts.

she stayed in position, her back facing Cardan and only gripping the knife resting on her waist, "now what would the prince need at a time like this? Should he not be in his humble abode by now?"

"Should you not be with your lover boy? Or is it that you enjoy using people like he does?" His tone was hostile as he spat his words, however the light softness that rippled around it was evident and Y/N couldn't help her lips tugging upwards.

She turned around, staring at him — where he leaned cooly against one of the walls — with squinted eyes, faux contempt present in her stare, and he shifted in his spot at her gaze.

She swiftly walked, her steps careful as to not trip on her dress. And when she reached him, she, boldly, placed her hands on his chest, dragging it downwards firmly — and his thumping heart beneath his rib cage could be faintly heard from the short proximity between them.

Y/N titled her head when he clenched his fists, but found a smile etching on her lips when his eyes were lightly fluttering. "Do I really threaten you that much that your hatred towards me is the only thing that keeps you going? It's pathetic truly, especially for a prince."

Cardan gulped, mind hazy at the contact and his body was supported by his tail, that was wrapped roughly around one of his legs. He could not utter the next words without stroking her ego, and it was then he'd wished — though he'd never admit out loud — that he were mortal, because he needed to lie if not keep his mouth shut.

More so with her trapping him, her knees coming forward and slightly spreading his legs, so that the entirety of his body leaned upon the wall. And despite him towering over her due to one of her legs bending in-front of the other, he could not move, catching sight of the shiny blade securely placed on her hips and her rigid grasp on them.

She had been around a certain mortal for too long, he thought, and at that his sneer was present again.

Y/N gently bit her tongue to stifle the giggle from escaping her, "what, cat's got your tongue?"

His lips were tightly sealed, and though he already knew the effects she displayed were affecting him, greatly, he refused to acknowledge her — especially that any movement could cause his legs to move slightly forward and brush . . .

She shook her head with a light hearted laugh that had his heart beating just a little bit faster, just a little bit. Her hands releasing the grip she had on her blade, before placing it on his cheek and patting him smoothly.

"You're quite humorous you know, would be a shame if you wasted all that energy on 'hating' me when it could be used for something else, you decide, my prince." she said, her tone sensual and low, before gradually stepping away allowing room (only a small amount at that) for the boy before her to breathe, she let one of her fingers crawl delicately on his hollow cheek bones, that though looked sharp, were as soft as anything could be.

Cardan's eyes widened ever so slightly, now registering her words, "are you flirting with me?" He asked. The space between them now slightly obvious, and he hated it — almost as much as he pretends to loathe her.

Y/N raised her brows, crossing her arms in an unlikely childish manner before nodding, "you're quite oblivious you know? Yes."

"Well," the confirmation enabled a smirk to appear on his face, only to be dismissed by her voice, again.

"Well? Is that all? Because I have things to do, and if my offer does not interest you then I'll gladly leave and find another willing volunteer," she purred, ignoring the way his brows harshly and quickly furrowed, creating a crease, "how about Locke? We are reasonably close, and he does not have a tail — which looks a bit foolish, don't you think?"

He was blushing crimson now, red sparklings littering his pale cheeks, but then his lips curled up — however, he does not look as frighting as he's expecting to be, he knew that, especially with her knees still resting between his thighs (which is all he's trying to drift his mind from at the moment).

"I don't see anything off with it, I've been told it makes one interesting. You've spent too much time with mortals and those alike." Cardan's jaw clenched and his chest was rising a lot more than it was a few minutes before.

Y/N pursed her lips, "Well then, show me how interesting one can get." She leaned forward, her breath fanning atop his lips and he found his own hitching.

His eyes were wandering from her eyes, which he secretly adored, to her lips, and he subconsciously nodded, leaning forward.

Only then, her hands rested on his chest, pushing him away slightly and his head came in contact with the wall yet again, and he had to bite his bottom lips in hopes that she had no idea how much he’d needed her, all of her.

Y/N stepped backwards, finally standing straight. Her hands on her side once more and she gave the prince an alluring smile, "I'll see you later, cardan."

He glared at the spot she had been standing in once she’d left, and he knew that it was a silly game she’s playing.

And what is a game if it involves one player?

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beingsuneone · 3 years

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𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖮𝗇𝖾: BOOKS

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Tragedy | Rhysand x Reader PART ONE

♡ You hadn’t lived in the Spring Court for a long time, not since the Night Court murdered your entire family except yourself and your brother, Tamlin. You don’t think about it much, except when you argue with Rhysand, when it becomes a threat. You always promise him that you’re sick of him and you’re going to return to Spring but you never do. Until you do.

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azastr · 10 months

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Intoxicated Love

Cardan Greenbriar

Description : Drunk Cardan flirting with his wife

Warning : Drunk Cardan 🍷

Cardan stumbled through the grand halls of the Elfhame palace, his steps unsteady and his laughter ringing out. He had consumed more than his fair share of the potent faerie wine, and it had taken a toll on his balance. Despite his intoxication, however, his mischievous dark eyes glinted with amusement as he spotted his wife, Y/n, coming towards him.

"Daaaaaarling~" Cardan slurred, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He sauntered to her, his tail swaying lazily behind him. "Come to rescue me from my own debauchery, have you?"

Y/n's eyes sparkled with mirth as she approached him, her footsteps purposeful and confident. "Rescue is a strong word, Cardan," she retorted, her voice laced with a hint of sarcasm. "More like keeping an eye on you to ensure you don't embarrass yourself too much."

Cardan feigned offense, a hand clutching his chest dramatically. "Embarrass myself? Never!" he exclaimed, his words accompanied by an unsteady sway. "I am the High King of Elfhame, after all. Embarrassment is beneath me."

Y/n raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Beneath you, huh? Just like the wine you've been drinking tonight, I suppose." She reached out a hand to steady him, her touch firm but gentle.

"Careful there, love," she said, her voice tinged with a mix of concern and a hint of sarcasm. "Don't want you stumbling and breaking that pretty face of yours."

Cardan's eyes flickered with amusement as he leaned into her touch, his tail swaying lazily behind him. "Oh, but my dear Y/n, even if I were to break my face, I trust you'd still find me irresistible," he slurred, a playful smile tugging at his lips.

Y/n raised an eyebrow, an amused smirk dancing on her own lips. "Irresistible might be a stretch, my love," she countered, her tone laced with feigned indifference. "But I suppose there's a certain charm to your drunken state."

Cardan chuckled softly, the sound reverberating through the room. "You wound me, my love. Here I am, pouring my heart out, and you mock me."

She chuckled, unable to hide her own amusement at his antics. "Well, pour your heart out more soberly next time, and maybe I'll take you seriously."

Leaning closer to her, Cardan's voice dropped to a husky whisper, his breath warm against her ear. "But where's the fun in that, Y/n? You know I can't resist teasing you, especially when you react so delightfully."

"You know," he slurred, his words whispered into her ear, "you're quite lovely tonight. Always lovely, of course, but tonight, especially so."

Y/n rolled her eyes, but a faint blush tinged her cheeks. "Flattery will get you nowhere, Cardan," she replied, a hint of teasing in her voice. "Especially when you're inebriated."

Y/n crossed her arms, studying him with a mixture of exasperation and fondness. "You never cease to amaze me, Cardan Greenbriar. How is it that a king can stumble around drunk in his own palace?"

Cardan grinned mischievously. "Because, my love, being a king can be rather dull at times. And what better way to bring some excitement to my kingdom than by being a charmingly tipsy ruler?"

Y/n's lips twitched into a playful smile. "Is this your way of suggesting a dance, my intoxicated king?"

Cardan bowed dramatically, offering his hand. "Would you honor me with a dance, my cunning and beautiful wife?"

Y/n took his hand, her fingers intertwining with his. "Only if you promise not to step on my toes, Your Majesty."

Cardan laughed, his eyes alight with affection. "I make no such promises, my love. But I will do my best to keep up with your graceful steps."

They moved to the center of the hall, the music of the fae filling the air. Cardan's steps were unsteady, but Y/n guided him with practiced ease. They twirled and spun, their laughter echoing through the grand chamber.

In that moment, they were not a king and a human girl hated by the fae. They were simply Cardan and Y/n, two souls entwined in a dance that defied the odds. And as they laughed and teased each other under the moonlit sky, their love shone brightly, casting a light that even the darkest shadows of Elfhame couldn't extinguish.

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Not me drowning in the imagines of this beautiful fae

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azastr · 10 months

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Tail Troubles and Moonlight Stumbles

Cardan Greenbriar

Description : Cardan helping y/n navigate through the dark because being a human she can't see anything and her accidently stepping on his precious tail

warnings : none

In the dimly lit forest of Elfhame, Cardan Greenbriar, the High King of Faerie, and Y/n found themselves venturing through the shadows. The moonlight barely pierced through the dense canopy, casting an ethereal glow upon the foliage.

As they walked hand in hand, Cardan's raven hair, disheveled as ever, framed his face, emphasizing his sharp features and piercing black eyes. His high cheekbones and pointed ears gave him an otherworldly allure, while a delicate tail swayed behind him. Towering at 5'11, he seemed to effortlessly glide through the darkness.

Y/n, a human girl known for her ambition, pride, and determination, matched Cardan's stride with grace, her steps steady and confident. Her sarcastic nature was evident in the playful gleam in her eyes. She was skilled with swords and daggers, but in this realm of Faerie, humans were despised.

As they ventured further into the woods, Y/n's lack of night vision became apparent. With each step, she stumbled slightly, her hand tightening around Cardan's. Sensing her discomfort, he gently guided her, their fingers intertwining like vines.

"Darling," Cardan's velvety voice whispered, his tone laced with affection, "watch your step. The path can be treacherous."

Y/n huffed, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Oh, believe me, Your Highness, I'm watching. But it's not exactly easy when I can't see a thing."

Cardan chuckled softly, the sound a melody in the night. "Well, fear not, my love. For I am here to guide you through the darkness."

Y/n playfully rolled her eyes. "You know, sometimes I think you enjoy these dramatic moments a little too much."

As they continued their journey, Y/n's foot landed on Cardan's sensitive tail, he let out a theatrical yelp that echoed through the forest. He hopped on one foot, his face contorted in an exaggerated expression of pain, as he dramatically clutched his tail with both hands.

"Darling!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with mock despair. "Must you constantly step on my precious tail? Do you not see how delicate it is? It's the epitome of fae elegance!"

Y/n couldn't help but stifle a giggle, finding Cardan's dramatic display both endearing and amusing. Her eyes twinkled mischievously as she responded, "Oh, please, Cardan. It's not as if I did it on purpose. Besides, I can't see in the dark like you can.”

Cardan's pout deepened, his hand still cradling his tail. "Ah, the plight of a poor mortal," he sighed dramatically, his tone dripping with exaggerated sympathy. "Blind as a bat, stumbling around and wreaking havoc on fae royalty. Truly, it's a tragedy."

Y/n playfully rolled her eyes, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Oh, spare me the theatrics, Your Highness," she retorted, her voice filled with playful sarcasm. "You're the one with the tail, after all. Perhaps you should move your delicate tail out of the way next time."

Cardan paused his hopping and gazed at Y/n with a faux expression of offense, placing a hand over his heart. "Oh, so you think it's my fault now, do you? Blaming the High King for his own impeccable elegance. How dare you!"

Y/n's laughter rang through the air as she replied, "Well, someone needs to take responsibility for that dangerously attractive tail of yours."

Cardan's pout transformed into a playful smirk as he approached Y/n, closing the distance between them. He tilted his head, his dark eyes sparkling mischievously. "Ah, so you find my tail dangerously attractive, do you? I must warn you, my dear, it has been known to steal hearts and cause mortals to stumble."

Y/n raised an eyebrow, a playful challenge in her gaze. "Is that a warning or a promise, High King?"

Cardan's laughter joined hers, the sound blending harmoniously in the enchanted forest. "Consider it both, my fiery, sarcastic darling. But don't worry, even if you stumble, I'll always be here to catch you. Even if it means nursing my precious tail back to health."

Their banter continued as they resumed their journey, Cardan's tail swaying gently behind him. Their playful interactions illuminated the darkness, bringing a sense of lightness to their path. In those moments, Y/n realized that Cardan's dramatics and their shared laughter were not just a source of amusement but a reminder of the deep connection they shared—a bond that could withstand any challenge that lay ahead.

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azastr · 10 months

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The Fae's Vanity

The High King with a tail

Description : Cardan does Y/n's eyeliner

warnings : none

Cardan stood in front of the ornate vanity mirror in their chambers, a delicate silver eyeliner pencil in his hand. The soft glow of candlelight danced across the room, casting flickering shadows on the walls adorned with rich tapestries. He admired his own reflection, his unruly raven hair falling gracefully around his sharp features, and his dark eyes lined with kohl gazing back at him.

Y/n entered the room, her hair cascading down her back. She wore a simple yet elegant gown, the fabric a deep shade of forest green that accentuated her every curve. Her gaze met Cardan's in the mirror, and she flashed him a mischievous smile. She approached him with a confident stride, her steps as graceful as a cat's.

"Darling," Cardan purred, his voice holding a mixture of affection and amusement. "It seems we have a ball to attend, and you, my love, are in need of my expertise." He twirled the eyeliner pencil playfully between his fingers before extending his hand, inviting her to join him.

Y/n raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in her eyes. "Oh, do enlighten me, my king. I'm eager to see what talents you possess beyond ruling the fae realm." She sauntered closer, taking her place in front of the mirror, standing beside Cardan.

Cardan's lips curved into a sly grin as he dipped the eyeliner pencil in its container, gathering just the right amount of dark pigment. With a steady hand, he leaned in closer, gently brushing the pencil along the edge of Y/n's eyelids, tracing a flawless line. His touch was feather-light, the intimacy of the moment heightened by the silence that enveloped them.

"Darling," he murmured, his voice a soft melody that danced in the air, "you mustn't smudge it. The court will be in awe of your beauty.”

Y/n held her breath, feeling the coolness of the pencil against her skin. She couldn't help but marvel at the delicate precision with which Cardan applied the eyeliner. It was an unexpected tenderness, a vulnerability she only shared with him . Her lips curved into a wry smile, her eyes meeting Cardan's in the mirror.

"Flattery won't get you anywhere, my king," she retorted, her voice laced with playful sarcasm. "But thank you for reminding me not to ruin your masterpiece."

Cardan's touch lingered, his fingertips grazing her cheek ever so lightly. "Flattery has always been my weapon of choice," he replied, his tone filled with genuine affection. "But with you, Y/n, it is not flattery. It is truth."

As he finished applying the eyeliner, Cardan took a step back, admiring his handiwork. Y/n's eyes sparkled with a newfound allure, the darkness of the liner enhancing their natural brilliance. She turned to face him, her expression a mixture of adoration and mischief.

"Thank you, my king," Y/n said, her voice tinged with a hint of playfulness. "I suppose I owe you for this small favor."

Cardan chuckled, the sound a low rumble in his chest. "Indeed, you do, my love. But I'm sure we can negotiate the terms of your repayment later."

The air between them crackled with an undeniable chemistry, their banter a dance of wit and desire. They were a formidable duo, each possessing their own strengths and flaws, but together they were unstoppable.

They stood there, their eyes locked in a silent understanding, as if all the secrets of their hearts were shared between them. In that moment, the bond between Cardan and Y/n transcended the boundaries of their respective worlds.

Breaking the spell, Y/n playfully tugged at Cardan's tail, causing him to startle and chuckle. "Now, my king," she said, a mischievous gleam in her eyes, "let's see if you can find a way to tame this wild creature of yours."

Cardan grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, my darling Y/n," he replied, his voice tinged with a challenge, "you have no idea what you're getting yourself into."

With a final glance in the mirror, Y/n and Cardan exchanged a knowing look. Their hearts intertwined, their souls entwined, they were ready to conquer the ball and any obstacle that stood in their way. Love, ambition, and a touch of mischief danced in their eyes as they left the chambers, hand in hand, ready to face the world together.

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azastr · 10 months

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Teasing Temptations

Cardan Greenbriar

Description : Cardan drawing a lot of pleasure in teasing Y/n until she decides to turn the tables

warnings : a bit suggestive tones

The grand halls of the Elfhame court were bustling with activity as nobles and magical beings went about their daily affairs. Amongst the elegant crowd, Cardan Greenbriar, the High King of Elfhame, stood tall with his signature mischievous smirk adorning his lips. By his side, his beloved wife, Y/n, exuded a confident aura, her fiery determination matching her vibrant red hair.

As Cardan glanced at his wife, he couldn't help but admire her beauty and spirit. His eyes twinkled with amusement as he decided to engage in their usual game of teasing. With a sly smile, he strolled over to Y/n, his steps silent and graceful.

"Daaaarling~," Cardan purred, his voice dripping with playful sweetness. "You know, it's quite astonishing how a mere human like yourself managed to capture the heart of the fearsome High King."

Y/n rolled her eyes, trying to conceal the blush creeping up her cheeks. She crossed her arms, feigning nonchalance. "Oh, I suppose it must have been my charming wit and exceptional sword skills. Clearly, those are irresistible qualities to a cunning faerie like you."

Cardan chuckled softly, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Ah, my darling, it seems you've discovered my weakness. A sharp tongue and a skilled hand with weapons—a truly lethal combination."

Y/n smirked, her confidence now fully on display. "Well, you know what they say, Cardan. Behind every great king is an equally formidable queen."

The banter continued throughout the day, Cardan persistently finding ways to make Y/n blush and squirm under his teasing words. Their playful exchanges were a testament to their deep bond and shared understanding. But as the evening approached and the grand feast commenced, Y/n decided it was time to turn the tables.

As the courtiers mingled and engaged in merry conversation, Cardan found himself momentarily distracted. Y/n took advantage of the moment and swiftly moved behind him, her nimble fingers tracing a delicate path along his back. She leaned in, her voice low and sultry, her warm breath tickling his ear.

"You know, my love," she whispered, her voice laced with a mix of mischief and desire. "I've grown tired of blushing while you revel in your victories. It's time for me to show you just how deeply I can make your cheeks burn."

Cardan's eyes widened, a surge of anticipation coursing through him. He turned to face Y/n, meeting her confident gaze with a mix of surprise and delight.

Y/n continued her assault, her words dripping with innuendo and seduction. She spoke of secrets shared only between them, of stolen kisses and passionate nights, expertly weaving her words to paint a vivid picture in Cardan's mind.

As the night wore on, the courtiers observed a change in the High King. Cardan's cheeks took on a deep shade of crimson, his usually composed demeanor faltering as Y/n skillfully played her part. Her sharp wit and clever words left him both flustered and enchanted, a sight rarely seen by those in the court.

The banter between the couple reached new heights that night, their teasing becoming an intoxicating dance of desire and vulnerability. Their words held a deeper meaning, a testament to their love and the fiery passion that burned between them.

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