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surrealsuriel · 1 year

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Every Day Is Like A Battle (But Every Night With You Is Like A Dream) BONUS SMUT CHAPTER

Warnings: Pure Smut— like wow they are just pure animals in this.

Check out Part One here, but not fully necessary to read this chapter because I cannot stress enough how little plot is found here. I cannot stress enough, two(2) people asked for this but that was enough for it to now exist. Here ya go.

Merry Christmas, Ya Filthy Animals.

A/N: I know fan art(and SJM) loves to make all our girls skinny legends™️(because heaven forbid someone be beautiful and plus size— but that’s a hot take for later), but it is important to me that you all know I imagine her as a curvy goddess when I write her. Thank you.

Word Count: 3598

Elain felt like she was being driven absolutely mad. Lucien had been officially courting her for three months, and those three months had flown by in a blur of laughter, midnight escapades, and travel to far away courts. She adored her time with him, but as of late, she felt like he was holding back.

It meant the world to her that he respected her wish to be properly courted and that he never forced the bond onto her, but another human tradition he was keeping with was chastity. Even when human, Elain had experienced sexual interactions with Graysen, and Elain felt like she was crawling out her skin at how carefully Lucien avoided this with her.

Outside of the first time they ever kissed, every other touch of their lips was sweet, gentle, and oh-so brief. She never imagined wanting someone to absolutely wreck her, but as of late every time she dared look at Lucien, the desire to shred his clothes to pieces would arise.

To some extent, she knew that he must know. It was well established between them that the bond allowed them to feel each other’s emotions. Sometimes when Elain felt extra desperate, she’d project every ounce of her sexual frustration down the bond, imagining all sorts of depraved things he could do to her, and she’d watch him shift and blush but never act. She respected his self-control immensely, but she wanted to snap it like a twig. She wanted him to lose control with her— a thought that both electrified and terrified her.

Having recently joined the book club held between Nesta, Emerie, and Gwyn, Elain had a list of ideas on how she could draw him out—plans she would enact starting tonight when they met up for a midnight visit to their library. Instead of putting on her usual nightgown that covered her entire body down to her ankles, she put on a skimpy “teddy”(or so Nesta called it). The thin straps showed off her shoulders, the neckline dipped low enough to expose more of her cleavage than she had ever revealed in front of Lucien, and the back end of the nightgown teasingly revealed the curvy swell of her ass. To take it a step further, she had even purchased the garment in one of Lucien’s signature colors— bright red to match his hair. Gods, she wanted to pull that hair.

Elain admired herself in the mirror. She had finally grown used to her new body since her fae transformation, and she couldn’t deny it suited her. Her soft curves had rounded out more fully, a fact she had seen Lucien appreciate many times now. After her months of depression, she now has her weight back up and she loved seeing her healthy and curvy body looking back at her in the mirror. Her breasts heaved as she sighed, mentally preparing herself for her next step.

Instead of making her way up to the library, she slowly laid down on her bed. She had 15 more minutes till she met Lucien and she needed to make it count for her plan to work. Her head rested on her pillow, her loose hair fanning out under her, and she slowly began to drag her fingertips down her body. Teasing her nipples along the way, she arched her back towards herself and began to imagine it was Lucien doing this to her.

Her fingers finally reached the end of her teddy and she brushed her fingers down below her underwear, finally beginning to rub against the little bud at the apex of her thighs. Elain may not be a stranger to sex, but she wasn’t well acquainted either. Her one experience had been short and brutal—no pleasure for her. It was one of the smuttier books Elain had indulged in that had ultimately shown her that self-pleasure could be useful.

She had only participated in the action once before, but she had feared doing it ever again after Lucien couldn’t make eye contact with her the entirety of the next day. At the time, it had been early enough in their relationship that she was mortified he had felt it. Now, she planned to use this to her advantage.

Her breathing picked up as she continued circling her center before slipping one of her fingers inside herself. She released a small “Oh” at the intrusion she hadn’t grown quite used to yet, before allowing herself to submerge into the pleasure. As she continued to imagine Lucien’s hands and mouth all over her, she found that thread within her that connected her and Lucien, and she tied it around her building climax.

She built herself up and up, then just as she was about to crest her high, she ripped her hand away from herself, leaving her more desperate than ever, but hopefully also leaving Lucien more desperate than ever. Her body bucked up in protest, and she willed herself into submission. If all worked out, a much more pleasurable finish would arrive soon enough. Elain glanced at the clock. Three minutes until she was supposed to meet with Lucien, perfect timing.

She got up, wiped off her hands, and took some steadying breaths to calm herself before opening her door and heading up to the library. Although Elain knew she was actively torturing him as much as herself, the last thing she expected to see when she entered the library was Lucien in utter distress. His palms were pressed flat against a book shelf, his head hanging between his shoulders as he breathed rapidly, his own chest heaving in time with hers. Elain took great satisfaction in the strain on his trousers, too.

He whipped his head up to attention as the opening of the library door illuminated his current state from the hallway lights streaming in. “Elain,” he greeted her gruffly. His wild eyes drank her in—the skimpy nightgown, the flush that traveled down her chest, and her extra pink lips she had bitten raw while chasing her pleasure. They were both ruined for each other and neither had even broke yet.

“Lucien,” she sighed in return, not bothering to hide the want in her voice. “I know you are trying to be honorable, and I know it is for the sake of my past humanity, but please. I need you.” His eyes darkened while his eyebrows scrunched in confusion.

“Is that what you believe, Elain? To some extent, yes I wanted to be patient with you to honor you, but I also held back in light of our bond. Do you know what happens to a male when he finally has access to his mate?” Elain shook her head no, of course she didn’t. “The mating frenzy is the craziest of all, but of course that’s not what we would have. However, the hunger will still have a new intensity.” His eyes held an burning light as he added, “I will be like a wild animal in heat.”

Lucien looked deeply into her eyes and slowly approached her as he growled the next part, “It is said Autumn Court males have fire in their blood and they fuck like it, too. Now imagine that fire doused in the gasoline of our mating bond. I’m afraid of losing control Elain— control you seem intent on testing.” Elain could feel her own heat spreading everywhere, and she was sure that she must be nearly dripping down her leg with desire. Based on Lucien’s flared nostrils, he surely scented the extent of her arousal now as he stood just inches before her. Elain met his eyes in a challenge, “Oh, Lucien. I am not testing your control, I am trying to absolutely obliterate it.”

He stared at her for one second longer, and she felt through the bond the moment he finally released his chokehold on himself. Simultaneously, he released himself onto her. Suddenly, his hands were in a vice grip on her thighs, lifting her up and forcing her center against his erection. By the time their lips and teeth crashed together, they were both already moaning wildly.

Lucien slammed her back against the door, cupping her head to make sure he didn’t hurt her, but manhandling the rest of her body in obvious desperation. His large hands squeezed the fat of her ass aggressively, his teeth pulled at her bottom lip, and his hips rutted their clothed centers against each other. Elain was gone and they had barely even started.

Elain broke away from the kiss to gasp for air, but Lucien just used that as an opportunity to kiss down her chest. Pulling her offending nightgown down, her entire breasts fell out, heavy against his awaiting mouth. His teeth yanked at her right nipple with absolutely no gentleness and his thumb and forefinger showed a similar attention to her left. She practically screamed as he marked up her collarbone with bites and kisses that were sure to show everyone who she belonged to.

She was so turned on and frustrated in that moment, she felt an actual sob building up in her chest as tears pricked her eyes. “Lucien please,” she gasped out, “Just fuck me against this wall. I don’t care anymore. I need it. I need it so bad. Please,” she sobbed, back arching to sacrifice more of herself into his devouring mouth.

“Shh shh sh,” he comforted, lips still pressed to her chest, “I’m going to take care of my girl. You’re being so good for me. I’ll take care of you baby. But you should know, fucking you is the last thing on my mind currently.”

Her head jolted up at that and she looked down at him, fiercely fighting off pathetic tears at the thought of not getting a release. “No, no,” Lucien continued, “Before I fuck you, I am going to properly ruin you with my lips,” he pressed a kiss against her mouth to sell that point, “and my hands,” he finished with an extra squeeze to her backside. “I want you dripping down your legs, trembling, and barely able to take more before I ever even enter you. Got it?” She nodded dumbly, because what else was she supposed to do.

At her acceptance he began to move them further into the library. He set her down in an armchair beside the great window that overlooked the city before kneeling down and separating her knees with his hands. He grabbed her underwear and slowly lowered it off her legs. She tried not to shudder from the groan he let out at seeing the fabric stick to her wetness. She was sprawled out before him, looking down at the crown of his head and the bustling city of Velaris seen from the window backlighting him. “I wish I could let the whole city see you scream for me,” Lucien whispered reverently as he kissed up her inner thighs, “But this will have to do for now.”

With that, he dove in. As soon as his tongue hit her most sensitive place, she was already bowing her back off of the armchair and moaning out his name. He sucked at her clit like his life depended on it as he reached out to link her thighs around his head, fully trapping him in. It filled Elain with even more desire to see him shut his own eyes in pleasure as he feasted on her. Her hands that had been pulling on her breasts reached down and tangled in his hair to act as leverage as she began to all but ride his face. The eye contact he held with her signaled that he was enjoying every bit of her losing her mind to him.

Suddenly, she felt a finger nudge at her entrance and gods were his fingers large. As his middle finger breached her, Elain quickly accepted that his singular middle finger was larger than Graysen had been altogether. Due to Lucien’s ministrations though, her body was able to quickly adjust to the stretch. However, the second his finger bottomed out in her and curled, reaching a button within her that made her vision white out, her climax hit her like a freight train. Roaring through her and obliterating everything within her mind, she held Lucien’s face between her thighs with all her strength as she screamed through her first orgasm with another man.

He helped her through the entire release, but Elain then quickly realized he wasn’t stopping as he didn’t slow down, but rather added a second finger in to abuse that wonderful spot deep within her. Lucien went at her with his hands and mouth for what felt like hours. She counted four of his fingers stretching her out through three orgasms before she lost all coherent thought and could no longer count how often he had brought her to a climax. At some point in her pleasure, he had ripped the rest of her nightgown over head so he could freely knead at her breasts which left her all the more stimulated and shaking beneath him.

Finally, when her body truly could not take anymore, she pushed at his head with her hands and shoved her feet against his shoulders until he backed up. She felt his fingers leave her and she felt a tear escape her eyes at the loss of feeling so full. As truly addicted as Lucien was, he then got to work licking his fingers and face clean of her— not an easy task against the mess she had made on him. She should’ve felt more disgusted at the wet spot that lay below her (surely ruining the armchair) and the release that was clear not only on his face, but down his chest as well, but all she could feel was pure satisfaction.

As he licked his fourth and final messy finger clean, he grinned down at her. “Now, I am thinking about fucking you.”

As if the past hour had not just happened, Elain’s entire body awoke. “Please, Lucien,” she found herself begging again. If accepting the mating bond was more consuming than this, Elain decided she truly admired her sisters, their mates, and all their staminas.

Lucien stood, taking Elain with him, and she hung limply as he winnowed them to his rooms. She bounced as he threw her onto his bed and giggled. Lucien met her eyes with a serious look, “Elain this is going to be intense.” She outright laughed at that, “And all that wasn’t?” she gestured wildly down her body. He smirked then, “I mean… this is going to be more. And if you aren’t ready for that, you just say the word and we can be done for the night.”

Elain smiled gently up at him as she reached up to cup his face between her hands. “Lucien, I want this. I want you. All of you.” He nodded his head as she then began to drag her hands down his body. Once she made it to the waistband of his trousers, she had him help with shucking off his shirt, pants, and underwear all in one go. He then stood before her gloriously naked, and Elain was suddenly thankful for how fully prepared he had gotten her. Saying he was huge is an understatement. His length was probably the size of her forearm and just as thick too. The head of his dick was a deep purple color that shined with precum and looked absolutely delectable. She licked her lips at finally seeing him in all his glory.

She dragged her hand over his manhood, once then twice before he removed her hand from himself. “For later,” he promised. “Now lay down. I’ll go slow and if at any point you want to stop, you just say the word.” She followed his command to lay down, and he crawled over her. With one hand being used to prop himself up and the other grabbing himself, he slowly rubbed his erection up and down through her wetness, earning him another moan and rush of liquid leaving her as she bucked her hips up, desperate.

With a final, chaste kiss, he lined himself up and began to push in. Elain’s mouth opened in a silent scream as he tore her in half brutally, inch by inch. The stretch burned and his dick inside of her only added to that heat, as every part of him felt so warm, almost feverish. Every time he would grunt and Elain was sure he had finally bottomed out, he would then continue to push into her. His arms propping him up above her shook with the effort of not fucking into her madly, and his head remained dropped by her shoulder, mouthing at her neck as he groaned and babbled against her.

“Fuck, you feel so good. Taking me so well. Taking me like a good girl. So good, baby. You’re so perfect. Perfect for me. Perfectly squeezing me. Shit, Elain, everything about you is perfect.”

When he finally did bottom out, Elain finally felt his pelvis meet her center with a delicious drag. They moaned in unison at how deeply he was sat inside of her, and he gave her a moment to fully adjust. She wiggled her hips experimentally to see how much movement would hurt her, and she was shocked to find that he was hitting every single nook and cranny within her with a perfect pressure. She ground up into him once, twice, then three times, and that’s all it took for her to let out a silent scream and release around him.

“Fuck, Lucien!” she yelled. “More! Keep going!” Her walls contracted around him through her orgasm, but he managed to pull out of the vice grip she had on him and slam back in all the same. “Shit, you’re so tight,” he grunted in an effort to not prematurely release. As he extended her orgasm and her screaming just increased in pitch, he drove into her faster and faster. Elain had not know herself to be a very vocal lover, but at the present moment she was sure the entirety of Velaris could hear her screams for him.

Every time he bottomed out, he would scrape against that button in her— the button that made her see white and yell out a moan with each pass against it. Elain was drowning in pleasure, but she had no trouble admitting that she wanted the current to continue to steal her away. Lucien continued thrusting into her with so much force, their headboard was now rhythmically hitting the wall. Elain hit an orgasm two more times before her mind began to well and truly fracture, resulting in her sobbing against Lucien as she clawed desperately at his back.

She felt his hips begin to stutter and she saw a wild look flash through Lucien’s eyes as he finally began to approach his own release. Wanting to finish together one last time, he reached down between them, circling her nub a few more times. She came first with a broken sob and silent scream as he voice left her. Her back bowed impressively off the bed and tears continued to flow freely. The tightening and pulsing around Lucien prompted his own release. He came with a roar, shaking the house and surely waking up everyone in a 100 mile radius. He pumped into her a few more times, filling her with his seed, before effectively dropping down onto her.

Elain, having fully blacked out, slowly came to, processing her surroundings and the man lying on her with a great deal of effort. “Lucien…?” she slurred. He lifted his head to gaze at her, expression full of love before lifting his hand to stroke her face and hair in comfort. “You did so well for me, love. I hope you enjoyed that every bit as much as I did.”

She smiled at him to express her joy at having finally consummated their relationship, but found that she wasn’t yet capable of forming words that weren’t his name. She felt him slide out of her, leaving her empty except for the cum dripping out of her, as she let sleep overtake her finally.

She awoke the following afternoon, having slept in well past her usual time, with Lucien wrapped protectively around her. Her head rested against his chest and every one of their limbs remained tangled together. As she began to shift towards standing up so she could head to his bathroom, a sharp pain centered between her thighs had her hissing in pain, waking Lucien up.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” he drawled with pure male satisfaction. “A night filled with so much pleasure has its drawbacks,” he smirked and winked at her. She tried to stand up again, but her knees immediately gave out. Luckily, Lucien and his fae reflexes caught her before she could hit the ground.

“My beautiful, Elain,” he hummed, scooping her up into his arms. “Let’s get you into a bath.” She nodded her head in agreement before laying comfortably against his chest. “After all,” he continued, “we will have to face the family we surely woke up last night very, very soon.” She groaned at the thought of facing them, but truthfully, she couldn’t find it in herself to care. She was in the arms of the man she loved, and even if they hadn’t told each other that yet, she knew they both felt it.

A/N: Yay! We’re all whores :p

#pro elucien #elucien #elucien fic #elucien fanfiction #elain x lucien #elain #elain archeron #lucien #lucien vanserra #acotar

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saorling · 1 year

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[Secret Santa] Just a little big longer

Fandom: Salvus: Aries

Characters: Mr. Kitty™️, Aina

Word count: 727

Summary: Originally, Malthus thought of it as a mere prank and a way to kill some time. Aina, the fresh Reaper girl, was so adorably righteous and naïve that it would be a crime not to cause some mischief.

However, as days went by, Malthus came to realize: Aina did more than just provide an A-grade treatment to her kitty — she loved him unconditionally and spoiled him so much that Malthus almost felt like the king of the world at times.

Was that how cats felt all the time? If so, their life was truly a bliss.

Genres: Fluff

Notes: This is my Secret Santa present for Grass Clippings from Rosemilk studio discord server!

Spoilers for the second part of the demo below, so read at your own discretion.

Malthus POV. Might be OOC.

‘Ah, life is a pure bliss.’

Originally, Malthus thought of it as a mere prank and a way to kill some time. Aina, the fresh Reaper girl, was so adorably righteous and naïve that it would be a crime not to cause some mischief. Plus, it would be oh so fun to see his brother’s face when he found out, too — and Malthus was not going to miss that chance to annoy the bastard.

Of course, annoying all of the other guys came as a pleasant bonus on its own. Their blatant envy and saltiness at him being the one to lie with Aina, to cuddle with her and being spoiled by her… protected, too. If Malthus could laugh in his cat form, he definitely would. But, apparently, a smug smile was more than enough to set off that idiot Orias who seemed the most hurt by the fact that Malthus was practically untouchable; a soft purr was more than enough to make the Angel sulk at the sight of Aina giving pats to Malthus and not him.

Their pathetic state was truly entertaining, and, if they became too content with their utter defeated, a few scratches could quickly fix the situation and liven the place once again.

It was too bad that Lucien couldn’t come with him and join the fun but, alas, shapeshifting didn’t seem to run in the family. Truly a shame, because Aina also proved to be an exceptional host who gave her kitty the A-grade treatment — which Malthus never forgot to mention to his little brother every time they met during his master’s work. And, no matter how much Lucien scoffed at the idea, the demon could see that Lucy was happy for him. A little envious, too, but Malthus could definitely live with that. After all, a few fluffy pillows from Aina’s house worked like a charm and made Lucien forget his little grudges. Brought a soft smile to his lips, so it was definitely a win-win.

However, as days went by, what had been a joking statement became a fact: Aina did more than just provide an A-grade treatment — she loved him unconditionally and spoiled him so much that Malthus almost felt like the king of the world at times.

Was that how cats felt all the time? If so, their life was truly a bliss.

But, above all that nice treatment a fussing over his, no doubt, important cat persona was the warmth that Malthus felt. The warmth and softness of Aina’s lap… of Aina’s chest. Kneading them was relaxing, therapeutic almost — and made him want to be the one the relish in this feeling. Thankfully, Malthus quickly learned how to play a part of a capricious, petty cat, and Aina’s lover boys quickly learned how to stay away from Mr. Kitty’s sacred places.

Such a life was good. Too good to be true, even, and every blissful moment inevitably reminded Malthus that his goals lied elsewhere. As much of a fun as it was, the life of a spoiled kitty was nothing more than a way to kill time and to mess with his brother, to throw him off the track. Soon, this little game of master and its pet would be over and done with. Perhaps, today or tomorrow’s evening—

“… even so, Mr. Kitty, I think you are the best. Don’t listen to those fools”, Aina’s words made him scoff. As if Malthus would ever listen to anyone but himself — and maybe Lucien if he was in a good mood.

“I know, I know”, perhaps, it was the scoff that she found funny — or was it the expression? — but Aina’s soft laugh filled the room as she watched her adorable cat make a face and turn away, ready to leave for an adventure.

Malthus thought he could go now, perhaps, but—

“Don’t be pouty,” she took him in her hands, “I wouldn’t laugh at my beloved kitty”, and kissed him briefly on the nose.

Then, came a hug and another kiss, this time on the head. And, once again, Malthus got trapped in this intoxicating show of affection without the means to escape.

He sighed.

… maybe the jig could continue a bit longer.

Yes. Just a little bit longer.

#salvus aries #salvus: aries #tzago's writing

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cursed-herbalist · 1 year

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HP WWI: 𝓛𝓾𝓷𝓪𝓼 𝓖𝓻𝓲𝓯𝓯𝓲𝓷 𝓐𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂

Gryffindor (ha, who would’ve thought?) • Pureblood • British/German • Taurus • Auror/Infiltration Specialist • born in 1886/7

➔ portrayed by Volker Bruch

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firstborn son™️

daddy's favourite

Odessa’s older brother

Lunas Avery aka Jonas Bergheim aka Lewis Dalton aka Lucien Arnaud aka Ilya Semizdralov

‘How many languages do you speak?’ ‘Yes.’

feels the pressure. still likes to have a good time

can be a bitch but also a cutie? I guess, it depends on the mood, stress level and/or his goal.

silver tongue

lover of bourbon

frowns a lot

*disappears*

Law 14: ‘Pose as a friend, work as a spy.’

was sent to observe the German Ministry of Magic and its involvement in the war

also tasked to infiltrate the dark wizards plotting to overthrow the British one

has a severe blackmail situation

double agent

pls help him

#another one to join the gang #just a collection of headcanons to help me figure him out #nothing too official yet #lunas avery #micro profile #my ocs #hp ww1 era #aesthetic #moodboard #hphl #fbawtft #I guess

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darling-archeron · 6 months

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Hi I’m back!!! 🧑🏻‍🎄Sorry it’s been so long, I had a hectic week! I hope your trip was good!! 💚❤️

I did finally figure out how I’m going to end the fic (Yay!) and now I’m chipping away at the extended outline! (Basically where I go back and take the original outline and write it out as a numbered list, so that each number is ~1k words give or take, depending on how well I can expand it🙃)

Also for characterization, do you like a more Mean™️ Rhys or a simp Rhys? Acomaf is kinda right in the middle so I’ve been planning a bit of both, but I can definitely lean into whichever you prefer!

For some ✨fun questions✨

1. What’s your favorite holiday?

2. What are your favorite scenes in each book?

3. Quick! It’s the zombie apocalypse! Which three acotar characters would you most want on your team, with the condition none have their magic?

4. What other books do you love besides acotar? 👀 (my tbr is already so long but I’ll gladly add more books every day)

5. And last, what is your favorite emoji? Most used? (My favorite is ✨, but my most used is 😂)

Have a great week! 😁

Hi again, Santa! My trip was a fantastic time, I saw and learned a lot! I think you sent this a few days ago, I'm sorry I'm just getting to it now!

I think a balance between mean rhys and simp rhys is essential, tbh. I love when he can be a bit mean to Feyre, but also she's his wife and he would do anything for her, you know?

Hmmm...my favorite holiday is probably Christmas. Winters are pretty miserable here, so Christmas adds some much-needed cheer in an otherwise dreary season! But Halloween is a verryyyyy close second.

Favorite scenes: ACOTAR, I think my favorite scene is the moment between Feyre and Rhys when she's cleaning the lentils from his fireplace. It's such a short moment, but Feyre is so fiery and we see glimpses of Rhys's true self.

ACOMAF - it's pretty hard to choose, so I'm picking a couple - I think the Inn scene is highly underrated, Feyre confronting Lucien in the mountains is top tier, and of course Starfall is just special.

ACOWAR - I'm a biggg sucker for the reunion scene

It's been a hot minute since I've read ACOFAS, and I wasn't a big fan f ACOSF - (aka I thought SJM did pretty much every character dirty) but I did love the Valkyries slumber parties.

Hmmmmm...Cassian for sure, considering everyone regards him as one of the best in physical combat. I'd also say Feyre, my girl knows how to live off the land if needed and she's very smart. My automatic reaction was also to say Rhys, but I might actually say Helion. He seems very athletic and also like the kind of person who's probably read up on this sort of thing.

I absolutely love the A Darker Shade of Magic series. It's such a unique concept and although it isn't everyone's cup of tea, I love the author's writing style as well. I also adore The Song of Achilles - I'm rereading it right now. I'm a huge Greek mythology nerd. Finally, the Roots of Chaos series by Samantha Shannon (currently a duology) is one of my favorite series of all time. Dragons, magic, incredibly rich worldbuilding that's believable? So good.

Favorite emoji? probably 🥹but I also love the sparkles! my most used is probably 😂 or 😅 (it can be used for so many situations)

It sounds like you have some amazing stuff planned! I'm so excited, it's always great to hear from you! Have a fantastic rest of your week.

#secret santa

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taylors-fourth-cat-meow · 2 years

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Acowar Chp: 44 - The High Lords Meeting.

Okay this is from the chp tamlin enters because tbh I am not interested in anything before that lol

If u don't like Tamlin and love ic and feyre kindly leave now you have been forewarned.

Absolute silence. Absolute stillness.

Yeah baby that’s how you honour my king

I tried to school mine into the cold caution with which Nesta regarded him, or the vague distaste on Mor’s. I tried—and failed utterly.

Is there anything this loser doesn’t fail?

I knew his moods, his temper

What moods??!?!?! What FUCKING TEMPER BITCH??!!! See, this how tamlin is being viewed for having ugly trauma. Feyre brings up his trauma constantly. She throws tantrums and spits out rubbish without thinking how it might affect him. And when it ultimately does?? hE HaS mOoDS.

Here was the High Lord who had shredded those naga into bloody ribbons; here was the High Lord who had impaled Amarantha on Lucien’s sword and ripped out her throat with his teeth.

KING 🤌🏼🤌🏼🥵🧎🏽‍♀️

I didn’t know what to say. What to do with my body, my breathing.

Don’t worry babe you’re feminist king mate will tell you soon enough. 🙄

No more masks, no more lies and deceptions. The truth, now sprawled bare and open before him. What I’d done in my rage, the lies I’d fed him. The people and land I’d laid vulnerable to Hybern. And now that I’d returned to my family, my mate …

What in the? See? See? THIS BITCH FUCKING KNEW WHAT SHE WAS DOING??? PEOPLE I LAID VULNERABLE TO HYBERN. I. SEE THAT BITCHES?? Feyre herself is taking accountability for it? Maas herself is admitting Feyrug comitted a war crime only Feyrug is a Girlboss™️ for it. Djdjdjnsksla

Not as Tamlin surveyed the hand Rhys had resting on my sparkling knee.

How does your knee sparkle bitch? Like- are u Barbie? No what body wash are u using? Tell me don't be shy.

No, Amarantha hadn’t really known me—her loathing had been superficial, driven from a personal history that poisoned everything. Tamlin … Tamlin knew me. And now hated every inch of what I was.

SO WHY TF IS HE STILL NOT OVER THIS VANILLA COAT RACK IN THE NOVELLA?!?

“I’m not in the business of discussing our plans with enemies.”

Helion, across the reflection pool, grinned like a lion.

“No,” Tamlin said with equal ease, “you’re just in the business of fucking them.”

HOW- LIKE HOW CAN U NOT STAN THIS SAVAGE KING?!?

But whether Tamlin noticed or cared that three of the deadliest people in this room were currently contemplating his demise, he didn’t let on.

Deadliest? Bitch u kidding right? Tamlin is a high lord he cud kill your pet bats in a sec if he wanted too? And miss ma'am is sitting in a room full all the high lords and two bats who wear colourful stones and a lie dectector are the most deadliest? Like damn sjm how do u even fit all that bat dick in your throat?

Rhys shrugged, smiling faintly. “Seems a far less destructive alternative to war.”

So he can apologise to Kallias for not doing anything while children in his court were killed but can't apologise to tamlin for standing by and actually helping to put his ppl in concentration camps and torture them?!

I said quietly, “The sun was shining when I left you.”

Those green eyes slid to me, glazed and foreign. He let out a low snort, then looked away again.

Dismissal.

HOW IS HE SOOOO HAWT?!?!???????!!!!

Like idk feyre is trying to make it seem Girlboss that miss ma'am left tamlin with the guy who assualted her, who slaughtered Tamlins family and can control minds and hates tamlin, and thought to say goodbye via a letter? A letter written by an illiterate? Miss girl trying to be poetic and badass. Uk what is actually badass? "DISMISSAL" 🤌🏼🤌🏼🥵🥵🧎🏽‍♀️🤰

“I bartered access to my lands to get back the woman I love from a sadist who plays with minds as if they are toys. I meant to fight Hybern—to find a way around the bargain I made with the king once she was back. Only Rhysand and his cabal had turned her into one of them. And she delighted in ripping open my territory for Hybern to invade. All for a petty grudge—either her own or her … master’s.”

OOFFF POP OFF MY LOVE!! YASSS "all for a petty grudge" YESS CALL OUT THAT BITCH!!

“You don’t get to rewrite the narrative,” I breathed. “You don’t get to spin this to your advantage.”

Okay this is so fcking ironic cause this statement is basically acomaf in a nutshell. I feel like one her editors told sjm this and she just used it as a 'fck u to them' lol.

“They peddle tales of defending our land and peace. And yet she came to my lands and laid them bare for Hybern. She took my High Priestess and warped her mind—after she shattered her bones for spite. And if you are asking yourself what happened to that human girl who went Under the Mountain to save us … Look to the male sitting beside her. Ask what he stands to gain—what they stand to gain from this war, or lack of it. Would we fight Hybern, only to find ourselves with a Queen and King of Prythian? She’s proved her ambition—and you saw how he was more than happy to serve Amarantha to remain unscathed.”

YES BABY!! He is legit the only character that calls these ppl out on their bs? Istg Tamlin is the most sensible person in this series. Like my man's talking business. He is literally the only one smart enough to notice Rhysie Gaslighting? He's is literally pointing out on a silver platter that RHYSAND IS FCKING MANIPULATING FEYRE and yet she doesn't understand lmao

Rhys let out a dark laugh. “Well played, Tamlin. You’re learning.”

See? This what they do? The second tamlin brings out valid points and starts calling them out they start condescending him? Exactly how women have faced this all these years. The second they take a stand they are labelled crazy.

Kallias’s eyes flared like blue flame. “You stood beside her throne while the order was given.”

I watched, stomach twisting, as Rhys’s golden skin paled. “I tried to stop it.”

So we are just going to go ahead and forget that fact in Acotar it was Rhysie the who killed the kids? Really?

Rhys’s mouth tightened. “There is not one day that passes when I don’t remember it,” he said to Kallias, to Viviane. To their companions. “Not one day.”

Says the guy who wanted to fck his mate in safe place of SA survivors.

Not … what he might have been forced to witness, too. Forced to endure, bound and trapped.

And standing by, leashed to Amarantha, while she ordered the murder of those children—

Okay u have no fcking idea how MAD this makes me!! Two dozen children died? Their parents lost their children?! And somehow the man who stood by and did nothing is the victim? What like what?!?!??!

“I believe you.”

“Says the woman,” Beron countered, “who gave an innocent girl’s name in her stead—for Amarantha to butcher as well.”

Yes old creepy guy call her out! See the ppl who actually do call her out and just deemed irredeemable villians who just talk shit about Feyrug just cause they are evil.

I blocked out the words, the memory of Clare.

I- what that's it? That's it?!?? Beron just rightfully called her out on causing Clare's death and she just "blocks out the memory" wtf?!

“Who knew,” Beron mused, “that a cock could be so persuasive?”

Pls 💀

“Stories and words,” Tamlin said, lounging in his chair. “Is there any proof?”

YES ANSWER HIM U LITTLE BITCH

“No,” Rhys cut in as Mor blocked Cassian with an arm, forcing him to sit. Rhys added to Kallias, “But I swear it—upon my mate’s life.” His hand at last rested atop mine.

Not good enough for me bitch

Tamlin rolled his eyes

I literally loosing my shit like how is this "your hair is...clean" man literally roasting these bitches. My man really said break up = glow up 🤌🏼🤌🏼🥵

“I once told you I would fight against tyranny, against that sort of evil. Did you think you were enough to turn me from that?” His teeth shone white as bone. “It was so easy for you to call me a monster, despite all I did for you, for your family.” A sneer toward Nesta, who was frowning with distaste.

YES YES YES DRAG HER BABE!! Like he is do right!!! Tamlin did do A LOT for those two ungrateful idiots. They were starving and poor even when feyre was hunting. What tamlin did WAS NOT THE BARE FUCKING MINIMUM. Uk what wud be bare minimum? Giving them a piece of meat and bread every two weeks because that was literally what feyre was providing them. Idk I kinda hate Nesta here. Distaste? Girl u shud thanking him on your knees.

“Yet you witnessed all that he did Under the Mountain, and still spread your legs for him. Fitting, I suppose. He whored for Amarantha for decades. Why shouldn’t you be his whore in return?”

Yes. I said this before too? Tamlin is LITERALLY the only one to point out that their relationship is based on SA!??! And uk... Like idk what I said before. But this isn't slut shaming to me. Nope it isn't. Srry. He is harsh and he gets to be that after what Feyrug did to him but he's rightfully pointing out the truth.

“Watch your mouth,” Mor snapped. I was having difficulty swallowing—breathing.

Tamlin ignored her wholly and waved a hand toward Rhysand’s wings. “I sometimes forget—what you are. Have the masks come off now, or is this another ploy?”

How- how do u hate a person like this? Like can I just say if tamlin was a female in this relationship and Feyrug the male let's see how many not call feyrug abusive and cheer tamlin on.

“You’d be all too happy for war, considering how well you made out in the last one.”

(Tamlin to Helion)

Wait a damn minute. Which war is this? Is he talking about the humans war? DOES HE KNOW ABOUT THE AFFAIR???! like what is the fcking context?! Djdjdjsksksm

Okayyy this is all for now. There's more about Tamlin nd hybern but I made a seperate post altogether about it so no point in discussing. The rest of the chp is boring and too much...even for me. Hope u liked it!!

#anti sjm #anti acotar #tamlin #anti feyre #anti feysand #anti rhysand #anti acowar #tamlin supremacy #pro tamlin

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Eris Vanserra Appreciation Week ✨

Join us in celebrating everyone's favorite asshole, Eris Vanserra!

Becca ( @wrathscannoli ) and Gigi ( @moononastring ) are hosting a week to celebrate our love for the future High Lord of Autumn, Eris Vanserra. A week long event where you can post edits, art, or simply write out your thoughts in response to the prompts given!

When is it?

11.01.2021 to 11.07.2021

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Prompts

November 1st - High Lord of the Autumn Court

Eris has already been scheming to get rid of his wretched father and claim the Autumn Court throne. We're itching to see it.

November 2nd - Modern AU!Eris

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He's our favorite ACOTAR Dog Mom™️ Let's highlight that!

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What’s your personal headcanon about this messy prince? Or a favorite one you’ve seen around?

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Keeping Up with the Vanserras is a full-time job. Show off with an edit, hc, or fic about Eris and his family*. Whether that's a future family, found family, LoA, or Lucien, it up to you!

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Hey there, hopefully everything is fine?! Can you write a hc for the mlqc Boys: how would they react to their MC if she "flirts" casually with her male friend over the phone? like she knows him for a pretty long time, and he is married (the boys dosen't know that) and she is just friends with him and his wife. It happends to me and my bf was really upset at first bc he dosen't know him (he lives in another country). Now they are pretty much best friends too...😂

Hello! I’m doing pretty well considering that start of school, I hope you’re also doing good! :D

Victor:

- referencing an earlier headcanon I did about the boys reacting to an mc who’s flirty with her best friends — I don’t think he would have a big reaction initially

- maybe he’d even just assume the latter is what was happening? but then one day, he catches you on one of those calls, and you casually reference the person on the line as a guy.

- Victor has a hard time controlling the surprised spike in his chest, but his face at least doesn’t show that he reacted.

- He might be a pretty confrontational person, but he’s careful with this topic. Maybe he’d take time to ponder just so he can make sense of things, and just so he can convince himself that he’s jumping to conclusions about the person you had on the phone.

- I mean, it’s not like you would even think to look for his reaction in this situation, so it would probably go unnoticed before he brings it up.

- Your laugh when he asks kind of startles him, but you explain easily. Having been friends with this couple for a long time, you’re comfortable with both of them, and anything that you say to them over the phone is nothing more than a light-hearted joke.

- he eases up when you show him photos of you with them, and can’t help but clear his throat embarrassedly. he’d mumble a few words before leaving a kiss on the top of your head and going off to sulk in embarrassment distract himself somewhere else.

Gavin:

- Gavin doesn’t take the time to hide trivial matters from you. He could bet that you know even the smallest and silliest things about him, such as his seasonal coffee orders, or the positions he likes to sleep in at night

- so, when you’re together and you pick up a call from your guy friend, he’ll straight up ask right after you get off the call

- he’s already kind of insecure about your attraction to him. though, there’s obviously no reason for that since you’re head over heels, some little part of his brain still refuses to give him full clarity

- you’ll probably notice this in the way he talks, maybe the way his hears slightly redden, and immediately explain the situation. how you’ve known the friend for a while, and how he’s already married — plus, of course, how you would never do anything behind Gavin’s back

- Gavin’s not embarrassed in the least to let out a sigh of relief, and would probably give you a bear hug right then and there.

- he would also definitely offhandedly ask you to practice flirting more on him, doing that Gavin™️ thing of being sweet/flirty without realising it

Lucien:

- oh my god

- in a scenario of a canon relationship, his brain is like “:D MC :D” 24/7

- the guy had forgotten the sense of love completely before he met you. Black Swan was not kind in his upbringing, but, now he’s found the love of his life, and things have grown by leaps and bounds.

- he trusts and you completely and unabashedly, but when he hears you flirting, albeit jokingly, his ears are wide open. this man can get jealous in the snap of a finger. it’s kinda like a subtle jealousy, though, if that makes sense — like the occasional heavy glance from across the room while you talk, yknow.

- the moment you get off the call he’ll tease you about it, most likely barely able to hold back ~certain comments~ particularly suggestive or kind of possessive ones

- he’s delighted to see your flustered reaction, plus the way you slowly explain everything and how you hadn’t thought about the context

- Lucien’s insanely relieved. he’s not really angry at any of this, just more, “thankfully, she’s mine for another day.”

Kiro:

- he wouldn’t try to hide his confusion, and it wouldn’t take long for him to try his best to get the clearest explanation. I doubt he’d even wait the first time he hears you flirting jokingly over the phone

- I wouldn’t put it past him — I mean, realistically, he’s incredibly trusting of you, and he knows you’d never cheat on him or something like that, but still the sooner it’s explained the better yknow

- he plops down next to where you’re sitting and grins at you while you’re mid-sentence, causing your voice to draw off and face to flush. This makes him incredibly happy, and he’ll just ask casually who you’re talking to

- really, does he have any reason not to ask you outright? plus, this seems like a very kiro thing to do. maybe he’ll even pout as you begin to explain to fluster you more lolol

- truthfully, there’s a bit of a weight that lifts off of his chest when he gets an explanation, though he’d never tell you he was worried in the first place D:

Shaw:

- “Tch, I don’t care, you can talk to whoever you want.”

- the big baby man does in fact care.

- he won’t say anything for a long ass time, because he really thinks his pride is more important than letting you know he’s bothered by something you’re obviously not doing on purpose

- he’s a tuff guy, let him have his moment

- though, eventually anxiety will be eating at him, and he’ll have no choice but to bring it up. he’s nervous he’s not enough for you, or that you’ve found someone else. basically, what I’m getting at is that the bai brothers have the same abandonment issues.

- when he brings it up, he’ll be very joking, of course, because he copes by being an asshole. but hey, everyone has their methods, and it works kind of well for him anyway.

- you’ll probably see through this though, in the scenario of a relationship, since you’ve gotta know him pretty well at that point. his fake smile and diverting speech habits no longer fool you.

- so, you’ll tease him back a little before explaining, and then take great satisfaction in the way he flusters and walks out of the room in response.

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