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glossamerfaerie · 20 hours
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I feel like a lot of people focus on Nesta’s reaction to Gwynriel’s relationship once they go public. Maybe Nesta threatens Az to keep her girl safe. Maybe she tears up with joy for her BFFs. Maybe she’s speechless because she didn’t see it coming. And so on. But no one ever talks about how Cassian will react other than the obligatory joy and merciless teasing. “Surely he’s going to take revenge for Az’s disruptive chaperoning!”
Except… I don’t think that’s quite right for Cassian. He’s watched his brother pine after their mutual friend for 500 years. He feels incredibly guilty for sleeping with Mor just because he was jealous of Az’s crush. He’s been acting as a buffer in a fucked up situation that only ended recently. He knows how desperately lonely Az is. How much Az wants to find love. How fragile Az’s heart is despite his broody spymaster exterior.
I like to imagine that Cassian finds Gwyn in the Library, asking for a private word. He’s happy for them, of course, but he asks Gwyn for a favor. Cassian explains that he will support whatever Gwyn wants in this relationship, whether it’s being with Az or breaking up if she’s unhappy. All he asks is that Gwyn be gentle with Az’s heart and devotion, especially when it comes to ending things. Just… be careful not to shatter his heart.
Everyone assumes that Az can withstand any pain or blow. But Cassian knows better. Everyone else is worried for Gwyn in this relationship, but only Cassian is worried for Azriel. 💔🥺
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thebelladonnamoon · 9 months
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Mark my words, Elucien is gonna be the bloody hottest thigh riding, regencycore, forced proximity, ‘i burn for you’, jealous!mate, slow burn and you guys are absolutely sleeping on it.
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angelshadowsinger · 11 months
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oh my fucking god your work is incredible! holy literal shit balls i have never felt that entranced by a fanfiction until reading yours. thank u thank u thank u your azriel is PERFECT.
also i’m totally gonna need your thoughts on azriel sharing with his shadows 👀
re: ummmmmmm call me parmesan bc u got me CHEESIN!?!?!! that is literally sO sweet of you to say, i am touched 🥺 as a fic author you always worry if you’re making the character OOC and, it just makes me so happy to hear your praise!! thank you so much anon~ ♥︎ This HC is a bit more than what you’ve asked for, but it does includes it, so pls enjoy!
Azriel’s Shadows Around his Mate Headcanons
・ ゜゜・.。 ・ ゜゜・.。・゚゚・.。 ・ ゜゜・.。・゚゚・
ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇ: ʙʏ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴇʀᴛɪꜰʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀ 18 ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴍɪɴᴏʀ. ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ʙᴇʏᴏɴᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴍᴀʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅɪꜱᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ.
・ ゜゜・.。 ・ ゜゜・.。・゚゚・.。 ・ ゜゜・.。・゚゚・
In my eyes, Azriel’s shadows are a part of him. There hasn’t been much insight that Maas has given us with shadowsingers and their capabilities in general, but this is what I choose to believe~
Since Azriel’s shadows were perhaps the first of his powers, and the first entity to treat him with some kindness/obedience, I think he would be very in tune with them and he himself would consider them a part of him. He has had over 500 years to develop his relationship with them and therefore, I believe once he found his mate, his shadows would be just as captivated with her as he himself.
Obviously, Azriel is a total simp for his girl (but that’s another hc in its own), so that means his shadows are too. Honestly, it could be viewed as annoying how often at least a few of his shadows are constantly at your side. He’s used to having them totally loyal to him, so now that he has to share them with you… well, it’s not really actually that cumbersome, because he knows that even when you two are apart, he’ll be sure to know if you need him/his help. Though he has a couple less to send out on his spymaster business, technically, the ones with you are acting as his spies anyway. Just, with a far more interesting and important subject.
His shadows do a variety of things for you, making your everyday life easier and more pleasant. Just as their master, the shadows like to give you princess treatment.
For example, they go out of their way to help you with mundane things. If you’re making dinner and a tomato rolls off the cutting board, they’re pushing it back to you. When you’re putting on a dress, they’re helping you with the zip and clasp. If you’re writing something and your pen runs out of ink, somehow they’ve procured a new one that matches your exact preferences.
Both Az and his shadows notice the small things. They take notes of your likes and dislikes, what makes you giggle, cry, or provides you comfort.
At times when he’s away for a long while, and you’re missing him, they will deliver small gifts to you. A couple flowers tied with twine, native to the strange lands he’s currently working in. A special spice he knows you love to use in the foods you share with him. An especially-delicious pastry made with your favorite fruit/flavor. Though the shadows themselves do not find you gifts, they are happy to deliver whatever Az requests they send.
They also will take anything you wish to send him. Whether he’s in another country, or simply training at the House of Wind with his brothers, his shadows will deliver your every gift. Most of the time it’s little sweets or a lunch you’ve packed. Sometimes when you’re feeling cheekier, a receipt from the lingerie store informing him of your latest purchase. If you’re really feeling brazen, sometimes the panties themselves. His shadows are perhaps happiest to carry those items, either to get into contact with them or to see their master’s red cheeks as he shoves them out of his brothers’ view.
His shadows are your caretaker when he is not with you. When you’ve fallen asleep staying up for your mate’s return from yet another mission, his shadows will tuck you under your favorite blanket, taking off your reading glasses and ensuring your spot in the open book on your lap is not lost. Az nearly melts when he comes back to the sight, you dead asleep on the couch in front of the blazing hearth, his shadows perched dutifully there, guarding you.
However, they grow attached to you and even when he is with you, they will not leave you alone unless he commands them.
Azriel likes to take full advantage of his time alone with you. There is nothing he finds more comfort and pleasure in than being in your embrace. Sometimes that’s hard to do, though, when his shadows steal away your attention, or beat him to helping you with the zip of your dress.
It’s a very endearing sight to see him get jealous of his own shadows. He’d have a scowl on his face as he glared at them, silently ordering them to leave your side so he could have you all to himself. The shadows would melt onto the floor, gloomy in a way, whisper once more around your ankle before they go off to fulfill their master’s instruction.
Most of the time, you manage to guilt your mate into letting a few of them come back. And as soon as he calls them, they appear and shoot right for you. Az rolls his eyes but of course he understands. How could they not fall in love with you?
Azriel is actually very good with sharing. This usually applies to you when his shadows are involved, though sometimes he just needs to be alone with you. Whether it’s to have his way with you or just to snuggle up and bask in his mate’s presence. When he needs time like that, he will have his shadows guard your quarters and they will do so without question— fiercely protecting the only two beings they care for.
~spicy hc’s begin ;)~
Most of the time, Azriel will take the lead in pleasuring you— as he should, as your mate— but he’s likely to let his shadows watch or join his efforts if they play a supporting role.
For example, his favorite thing is to be between your legs, feasting on your sweet cunt and making sure you know you are his, while his shadows hold you down so you can’t move an inch. This way, you have to take the pleasure in the exact way he desires, unable to greedily chase your high or buck your hips or push him away.
Usually he plays with you for a while like this, teasing you and edging you a handful of times before he’s ruthless, unstopping even after you’ve come. He does cease his ravishing after you’ve come again, only to ensure he doesn’t overstimulate you before he’s had a chance to fuck you like you both want.
His shadows are happy to shackle you and render you helpless to his onslaught of pleasure; they love hearing your wanton cries and will dry away any tears of pleasure that escape with a cool, ghostly caress.
Speaking of their caress, one of his favorite uses for them is to soothe your skin when he’s done marking it up. Meaning, after every spank or particularly hard bite, the shadows will rove over the irritated flesh, kissing you with their cooling tendrils.
Since the shadows are slightly cold, sending them to curl around your nipples while he fucks you from behind is also another favorite. The temperature-play heightens everything— especially when they move down your curves to tease at your clit or your ass, depending on your preference…
Sometimes he lets them fuck you as part of your foreplay— usually while you’re sucking his cock. He just loves the surprise that flickers in your eyes when you’re choking on the length of him deep in your throat, how your lashes flutter when that familiar cool touch tickles your inner thighs and pushes your wet panties aside, how your moan feels vibrating around him when they thrust inside of you. He savors how your rhythm gets thrown, how you struggle to continue when his shadows are running over every sensitive crevice of your most intimate parts.
On rarer occasions, Azriel will let the shadows have their way with you. He’d sit back in a comfortable, wing-friendly armchair, darkened hazel eyes drinking in every movement before him— you with your eyes rolled back in ecstasy, the darkness holding your legs spread and fondling every inch of you— cupping your tender breasts, tweaking those pert, hard nipples… stroking your face, your hair, your hips and thighs… flowing over your puffy clit, slipping between your dripping folds and even wandering inside of you, perhaps just as deep as Azriel’s cock could reach. He would jerk his leaking shaft at the sight before him, lip held prisoner in his feral snarl. He wouldn’t be able to last very long, the sight before him too much for him to keep his composure.
When you’re both spent and panting for breath, the shadows will run up and down your moistened back, taking away the heat that lingers there and helping to lull you to sleep.
Only when you’re unconscious do they return to Azriel, curling around his shoulders in thanks. They know they are lucky to be the sole creature/presence with which he shares his mate, and any time spent with you is valued payment for the many services they provide their master with.
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thrumugnyr · 6 months
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''I befriended him. Sought him out whenever I was able to get away from the war camps or court. Maybe it was pity, but...''
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fieldofdaisiies · 5 months
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professor! Azriel x Reader
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a long time ago I got an professor!Azriel x Reader request and I kind of forgot about it. I am so sorry, but thanks to a very inspirational conversation with @moonlightazriel and @brekkershadowsinger I decided to finally write this little thing hehe enjoy, hope you like it💛
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Azriel is extremely passionate when talking about his subject - Literature
you are practically bound to his lips, you can look away nor not pay attention
he has a certain way with words that just captured you
especially when he is speaking in another language, quoting poems or simple phrases
his voice alone will make your knees feel wobbly
and God, when he traces his index and middle finger over the spine or a page
during the lecture your eyes will often meet, just quick, subtle glances, that speak volumes
he loves it when you challenge him
he makes a statement - "and that’s why woman were not allowed to write back then"
just to get a reaction from you, just see your determined and vigorous side, just to see you argue and challenge him
you get extremely temperamental and Azriel loves this
of course he smirks while listening to you
when writing an essay he will help you, giving you support, providing you with literature, guiding you into the right direction
your hands will always accidentally touch, and you will steal more glances at each other while you stand next to his desk and go over your essay together
when correcting your tests or homework and you did well you will always get a little message saying "good girl, did so well on my exam, let’s see how I can reward you"
when you give a good answer in class his eyes will slide to you, and a barely there smirk will tug at his lips, the sparkle in his eyes full of sensual promises
and God forbid when you don’t show up to class - the pretty little reminder he leaves on your ass in form of his hand print will never make you stay away from class again
the more your relationship develops the more time you will spend together outside of university
he loves taking you to libraries further away so no one sees you
you love reading together and later analysing the books
sharing sweet little kisses in between while steaming hot cups of tea sit nect to you
you love rainy cosy days the most knowing you will spend them inside with him, cuddled in bed together, raindrops sliding down the windows, scented candles being lit
you will cook together, always somehow touching, hugging or sharing quick kisses
in class you will still (of course act all professional) apart from the subtle glances
he loves it when you call him sir especially when you do so in the bedroom which leads me to…
NSFW
Azriel loves bending you over his desk after class, taking his time with you, prasing and worshipping you for how well you did in class
he loves fucking you on his desk until his name rolls of your lips and bounces of all the walls in the lecture hall
sometimes he takes you atop all his books and papers just because he can’t wait any longer to be buried deep inside of you
while correcting tests, he will often keep you in his lap, his cock buried inside of you and don’t you dare move
he also loves to eat you out while you read to him either his or your favourite book
he will whisper the filthiest book quotes into your ear while making love
and you love to send him dirty texts while he is in lectures sometimes even adding a pretty little picture, knowing it will get him all flustered and aroused
also knowing you will get your payback when he gets home
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lucychanart · 8 days
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goodnight🧍🏻‍♀️
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clockwork-ashes · 21 days
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i feel like lucien as a child constantly wanted eris’s attention, would cling to him at court events, always running up to hold his big brother’s hand. eris secretly loved it.
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nocasdatsgay · 1 month
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I’m gonna be so upset when SJM gives us Azriel’s POV fully and his shadows don’t talk to him like Venom does to Eddy.
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animezinglife · 1 month
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Do you think Eris and/or Lucien ever pull the firebreathing trick when they get drunk?
Asking for a friend.
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yaralulu · 2 months
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You ever think about how rhys and tamlin never mention any past lovers.yeah because they were each others past lovers.The tamsand agenda is so real to me like there’s no heterosexual explanation for their relationship.Tamlin keeping those illyrian knives after 500 years? gay.Rhys regularly visiting tamlin to help him when it is absolutely not part of his job? gay.
With Tamlin, it was more complicated than that. More complicated than I let myself usually dwell on.
This line from acofas ??It should be so easy for rhys to hate tamlin and yet …he doesn’t 🤔.like what is the straight explanation for that .Tamlin and rhys could be the most tragically written star-crossed lovers if sjm only had the balls to do it 🗣️.
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ominisgoldie · 3 months
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I'm thinking about being Eris's scary High Lady!!
You're a creature of pure power. One of cunning and control. You walk through your subjects and they shudder. While you and Eris are fair rulers, you are terrifying ones. Yet everyone knows Eris's power and cruel streak don't even hold a candle to yours. And you know what? That's the sexiest thing about you in Eris's eyes.
I'm picturing you sitting on Eris's lap in a deep red gown. You're watching over your court poised like you have a secret. And the fact that all these people fear the two of you drives Eris crazy. Hes tracing shapes on your thighs, whispering in your ear about the people bowing to your power. How lucky he is. How the two of you could take over the world.
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glossamerfaerie · 1 month
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I have this headcanon that Nesta’s pegasus** DOES NOT like Cassian. Her pegasus is definitely a black stallion and super aggressive with Fae men, but absolutely adores Nesta and her friends. He’ll allow mane braiding, petting, spoiling with apples and sugar cubes, etc. He’s an absolute sweetheart with the Valkyries, Priestesses, Nyx, and the Archeron sisters.
But Cassian? No, sir. The Pegasus will not let Cassian *breathe* safely. Lots of growling and snorting whenever Cassian is within ten feet. He WILL bite if Cassian attempts to stroke his mane. Even the delicious sugar cubes won’t help Cassian; the Pegasus simply glowers disdainfully and ignores until someone else offers the treat. Cassian is very sad about this.
Nesta does not improve matters by being EXTRA affectionate toward her Pegasus whenever Cassian is around. Or by going on long flights without Cassian whenever Nesta wants alone time. Or by saying things like “you’re my favorite black-haired winged-creature to ride.” This last one is Cassian’s breaking point; he storms out of training while Gwyn, Azriel, and Emerie collapse with laughter. Cassian is especially bitter that the Pegasus has warmed up to Azriel, so he can’t even pretend that the Pegasus has a problem with Illyrians. To rub salt in the wound, Gwyn’s Pegasus *loves* Az (shadow-petting is extremely useful when Gwyn is busy).
Things do change eventually. There’s some battle or conflict (idk just imagine something bloody). And of course Cassian, the overprotective brute, sees a sneak attack from behind and lunges to protect his mate mid-air. The attacker plummets and dies in a very painful manner.
After watching Cassian’s actions, the Pegasus decides that perhaps Cassian deserves Some Rights after all. He still won’t allow prolonged petting or Cassian to sit on him (in his defense, do you want a large Illyrian brute to sit on you? Don’t answer that). But the Pegasus will allow occasional pets and sugary tweets.
Nesta has been publicly amused by this saga for a while but also secretly worried that her two males can’t get along. So the new peace is a big relief to her. She also doesn’t *want* to always fly without company. Alone time is nice, but do you know what’s nicer? Racing with Cassian to see who can reach their destination faster. Nesta loves flying with her two favorite males.
(However, Nesta still maintains that Cassian is her *second* favorite black-haired winged-creature to ride. The man’s ego is dangerous if left unchecked)
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** The Pegasus colors are inspired by this amazing artwork that lives rent-free in my brain. I’m sure that Nesta is black, Gwyn is white, and Emerie is brown/gold. Not sure about the genders of the other Pegasus — I think Gwyn has a mare but I’m unsure about Emerie.
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achaotichuman · 3 months
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This is exactly how Eltamcien goes.
Lucien- *Walking into his own home* "Elain, lovely! I'm home-"
Lucien- "..."
Tamlin- *Staring at him while sitting on a dog bed*
Lucien- "..."
Lucien- "Elain, sweetheart. Why is Tamlin sitting on a dog bed... in our house?"
Elain- *Appearing from upstairs* "Oh Lucien my love! It was awful! I found this poor thing out in the cold, all alone and shivering and scared! So, I decided to take him in."
Tamlin- "I was walking to my house, and she grabbed me."
Lucien- "..."
Tamlin- *Mouths help me*
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Devlon x Rhys's Mom
Hear me out (@popjunkie42 and I have discussed this at length, bless her heart):
It's established that Rhys's mother was not in love with the High Lord. She spent most of her time in Illyria, had her wings intact, and apparently was given enough freedom to move about on her own that she could take her daughter on camping outings.
Plenty of opportunity for her to fall in love with the War Lord who seems to be allowed a lot of freedom to disrespect Rhys and the other Bat Boys in the present (but, Cee, he trained them and that's where the sentimentality comes from! No. That's not romantic and tragic enough.)
Those laws imposed to stop female wing cutting and to ensure they're trained in the battlefield are quietly (or in the case of Rhys's absence UTM not so quietly) fought because the murder of Rhys's mom and sister's justify that Devlon couldn't protect them, the dangers going against their traditions brings, and the other Illyrians rally around this tragedy.
Devlon looks at Rhys and see's the High Lord that would take his lover off to breed, filled her head with too many High Fae beliefs and values that don't apply to the reality of growing up in brutal Illyria. Devlon looks at Rhys and sees a young male who is still dreaming even though Devlon lost his dream centuries ago.
Devlon looks at Rhys and sees his mother, the daughter that was like his own, and relives the grief of those losses over.
And Rhys looks at Devlon and sees the male his mother actually loved. He knows he'll never be able to dispose of the stubborn Lord or his old-fashioned beliefs because it would mean disposing of someone his mother cherished.
So, they're both trapped in each other's orbits and Devlon tends to Rhys's mother's house whenever the IC aren't in Windhaven and Rhys continues to send Cassian to try and find a middle ground for the old and new.
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historiaxvanserra · 1 year
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hi! can you do some morning headcanons for the bat boys? who wakes up first, how they wake you up, what they do first thing, ect,
Daylight | Morning Headcanons
Rhys
Rhys is usually gone before you wake up if he's got business to attend to.
He'll leave a note for you to find when you wake up-- it's usually something shamelessly flirty.
When you're awake he will have someone bring you your breakfast in bed.
By the time breakfast is over he'll be back from his morning duties to attend to you.
Usually, that means lying in bed together until noon.
Cassian
Cassian is definitely a morning person so he's usually up before you are.
He'll put off waking you for as long as he can but he just gets so impatient and bored waiting for you to wake up!
Like, he misses you.
He'll sneak out to the kitchen and maybe make some coffee and on days where he feels extra helpful he'll cook for you it's not very good though
By the time he's back, you're still asleep but he can see you're starting to stir.
He'll set the coffee down on the nightstand and climb back into bed, running his hands along your arms and his head is in the crook of your neck.
He'll touch you like this until you roll over into his arms breathing in his scent.
Lazy mornings in bed with Cassian usually lead to romantic morning sex as the sun filters through the curtains.
Azriel
Azriel sleeps very late. The sun is usually starting to rise by the time he drifts off to sleep.
That means you usually wake up first.
Azriel is so beautiful when he's sleeping. He looks peaceful; his hair is tousled in haphazard curls and his strong sculpted arms pull you into a comforting hug.
He'll spend all morning like this, following you across the bed whenever you try to move.
Sometimes he'll make little whines when you try to leave him in bed.
Running his fingers through your hair and whispering his words of devotion into your skin.
When he can finally bare to face the day he'll ask you to bathe with him before he has to leave.
The sigh on a towel hung low on his hips is enough to keep you in bed all day.
Eris
Eris is an early riser, he always had been, but now he doesn't get straight out of bed instead he likes to lie there sharing your body heat for as long as he can. He savours it.
He'll lay on his back, his hair loose and messy, he'll place an arm behind his head and the other will stroke slow circles on the skin of your bare shoulder.
He loves to have you close so when you snuggle closer to him, placing a hand on his bare chest, he'll smile sweetly at you.
Sometimes he'll sneak one of his beloved hounds into the bed and let it lay at his side as you sleep peacefully. truthfully mornings are his favourite time of day because it's when he can be his most authentic and vulnerable.
Once the staff begin to wake and carry out their morning duties he'll inform them that you do not want to be disturbed and his sweetness evolves into playfulness or passion.
His favourite way to wake you is his head between your thighs, he'll kiss his way up until he reaches your centre.
He starts slow until you're fully lucid and then he'll look up through thick lashes looking for his answer.
Not that you would ever deny him his favourite meal.
Lucien
Lucien is NOT a morning person at all. He is accustomed to late nights and late mornings.
You wake first most days and your quiet attempts at beginning the day are met with gentle groans from Lucien as he tosses and turns in the bed.
You like to apologise for waking him by crawling your way back into bed to lay with him.
You run your hands along his muscled shoulders and along his well-built arms, kissing softly his sunkissed skin.
He takes some convincing until he finally comes around.
When he does he'll turn to face you, bringing you to straddle his waist.
His hands will roam your body as he adjusts to the morning light as it begins to peak through the drawn curtains.
Morning kisses melt into passionate lovemaking that takes you until noon to finally drag yourselves into the washroom to bathe.
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mathiwrites · 11 days
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me whenever I write pre-ACOTAR post-war Tamlin, Lucien and Andras 😂
unrelated to any prompt but my one headcanon for @tamlinweek
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