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shadowdaddies · 6 months

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Hiiiii may please write rowaelin x reader where she gets injured and they get like rlly possessive over her

we know how protective Mr. "you're sleeping in my bed until you're better" is when you're hurt 😏 lmao love this

Protective Instincts

Rowaelin x Reader

Warnings: mention of battle/injury

Head pounding, you groaned in pain, groggily blinking awake as you took in your surroundings. A warm fire roared from a hearth across the room, situated next to the chairs and couch that made up the seating area - Aelin asleep in one of the chairs, curled in an awkward position with her legs swung over the armrest so that she was facing you.

You registered that you were in a guest room of the Lochans’ castle, where you’d been staying during your meetings with Aedion, Lorcan, and Elide over barrier precautions. Memories flashed in your mind as you fell back weakly against the pillows - you recalled the sudden attack, raiders from the Frozen Wastes who had somehow crossed the mountains in an attempt to overtake Perranth.

Recalling the injury in your side from one of the raiders, you instinctively reached for the wounded area only to release another loud groan at the pain. In the corner of your vision, Aelin stirred, eyes widening as the two of you made eye contact. “You’re awake,” she cried, voice choking on the words. You smiled softly at her, your own voice scratching as you attempted to speak to her.

Aelin leapt from her chair as you sputtered out a cough, bringing a glass of water from the nightstand to your lips. Putting the glass back down, she stroked your hair softly, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. “How are you feeling?” You took a deep breath, still coming back to your senses. “I’m in pain, but-“

You were interrupted by Rowan opening the door, a tray with two plates of food in his hand as he noticed your wakened state, tension visibly dissipating from his shoulders as he did so. “Hi,” you whispered at him with a small smile. Rowan sat down the tray next to your water, rushing over to take your head in his hands, pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead. He maintained that stoic expression he usually did, but a torrent of emotions swam in his eyes, filled with concern.

Aelin reached up to take your hand in hers. “You were saying?” Refocusing your attention to her, you nodded. “I’m in some pain, but it’s manageable. I’m just trying to remember what happened.” A muscle ticked in Rowan’s jaw. Barely keeping a leash on his anger, he directed the question at you, “you don’t remember how you rushed into battle? How you jumped in front of a blade meant for another soldier?”

A flurry of guilt, grief, and other emotions overcame you as your lip wobbled under Rowan’s intense gaze. Aelin held up a hand, silencing him before he could lecture you further. “You were the kind, brave person that we know and love.” She glanced at Rowan pointedly before continuing, “we’ve been very worried. You were mostly unconscious for nearly a week.” Your eyes widened, jaw slack as you registered her words. A week? You must have been close to death’s door for an injury to take you out for so long.

You held back tears, looking at Aelin and then Rowan. “I’m sorry, I know that must have been scary for the two of you,” you whispered. Rowan’s eyes softened then, and he crouched down beside where you laid as he took your hand, pressing a kiss to it. “You have nothing to apologize for, love. Here, try to eat some of this food while it’s warm.”

He turned, picking up the tray as Aelin crawled into bed beside you, taking a plate for herself as Rowan sat on the other side of you, helping you eat the warm soup and bread. A knock on the door sounded before Aedion entered, “I just wanted to check and see how you’re do-“

Rowan cut him off with a growl, Aelin flashing her canines as their protective instincts took over. Aedion held up his hands in a placating position, giving you a playful smile as he retreated out of the room. “I’m glad you’re okay. They’ve been like this all week,” he teased with an eye roll as Rowan snarled once more in warning.

The door clicked shut, the three of you alone once more as Aelin finished her food, snuggling into your side as you put an arm around her and leaned your head on Rowan, eyes drooping once more now that you were sated with food. “Uh huh,” Rowan tsked, helping you sit up. “No falling asleep yet. You’ve been asleep for days, and need a proper bath. I’ll be back for you in a moment.”

You scoffed softly under your breath, turning to Aelin as he left the room. She smirked at you, flicking your nose. “He is right, you know. You do stink.” Leaning in to press a kiss below your ear, Aelin murmured against your neck, “but I’ll help you clean up.”

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rowaelinsdaughter · 3 months

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can i pla request rowaelin x reader where reader doesn’t know they’re mates and feel guilty for being attracted to both of them meanwhile rowaelin are internally begging for her to notice the bond

GUILTY

a/n;;; i got a little carried away but i loved writing this :")

WARNINGS;; guilty feelings, long chapter

she shouldn’t be feeling this. she should have done something earlier. but there was no coming back… she was in love with the queen and king of terrasen, and she felt guilty.

everything started with aelin. she entered one day to her bookstore looking for some books for her to read and to send some of them to her friend, dorian havilliard, the king of adarlan. she was going to bow when aelin told her not to, she had enough of it in the castle, she said.

she asked her what books she was looking for. romance with some spice scenes she said. and while she entered the storehouse, aelin was cleaning the sweat in her hands. she gave her the books and told her to come back if she wanted anything more. of course.

and she came back twice a week, sometimes she ordered some books, sometimes she didn’t buy anything… but she had the feeling that the queen of terrasen was in her bookstore for another reason. and one day she came with the king of terrasen. he was beautiful, they both were. you had been feeling something for aelin. her attention towards her, how she would always come to her bookstore when she knew for sure there were better bookstores in orynth.

6 months passed, and she loved them. both of them. in the past few months, they had taken her out on dates, she had read with aelin in her castle room, rowan had helped her with the store… they had done things they shouldn’t have done, but they did, and now she was in love with the queen and king.

she was reading with aelin in her room, like so many days. they had decided to read the same book together and then comment on it. as they finished the last page, aelin said. “i don’t have words to describe it”

“me neither” she looked to aelin and found her eyes on her mouth. she pressed them together but aelin was still looking at them, she was going to say something when aelin kissed her. her tongue entered her mouth, she tasted like lemon verbena and kissing her was like being in heaven. but she was married to rowan, she was a married female, she had a mate. she pulled apart.

they were breathing fast, but she managed to speak “i can’t, i can’t” and she left, running to her home, leaving aelin in the room with tears rolling down her face.

a month passed and she didn’t hear of them or saw them, as if they had already forgotten about her. but it was easier this way. it’s better this way.

it’s better this way.

but she wasn’t better.

she missed them.

she missed spending the afternoon reading with aelin.

she missed going to walk with rowan.

she missed laughing with aelin and how rowan’s eyes would light up.

she missed them like she hasn’t missed anyone.

she had felt it the day aelin kissed her, had felt it when rowan would take her hand, a tug in her heart and a voice in her head. go. it would say. go, where?. go, just go. and it was her mother’s voice, who had told her to go every time she was with them. and know she knew what she meant. go with them. go where you feel safe. go where you are loved. go with your mates.

mates.

she was their mate.

and she felt guilty for it. for loving them, for being their mate. and she cried. cried for a love that was impossible.

she had fallen asleep, her eyes red, and her mouth dry. but an incessant knocking on her door, had awakened her. she looked at the wall-clock. 2 am. barefoot, she made her way to the front door, and when she opened it… aelin was there.

her blue and golden eyes were red from crying, bags under them, and her usually shiny hair was dull, without life. she knew rowan was near, keeping an eye on the street.

“i need to talk to you” aelin whispered.

should she let her enter? do it.

so she did.

she led aelin to the couch, as she sat down, she watched as aelin started to pace. “i know that you may not want to see me or rowan, and i know i should have come the day you left, but… i didn’t know what to say or how to explain what we have, that you are our mate, and” a breathy laugh “gods, this month apart have been like being in hell, because that is what our lives feel without you. hell. we’ve been trying to tell you for months, but we were scared you would run away the moment you knew it.” she walked to her and she watched as aelin kneeled before her, taking her hands. and the tears she thought were dry, started to flow again like a waterfall.

“but i want you to know that i love you. rowan loves you. we love you. because you are the light in our nights. you are the piece we were missing. so please, let us be yours.”

she kneeled before aelin. moving her hands away from her, she took her face with her hands, cleaning the tears with her thumbs. “i love you aelin, and i love rowan. i love both of you” aelin pressed her forehead with her’s, and a cold wind opened the window, and they watch as a hawk entered the room, and then turned into rowan. he walked to them and kneeling, he embraced both of them. he had heard everything.

she felt the bond sing with happiness as she melted into her mates.

well done, darling… i love you. i will always love you.

EPILOGUE

she heard a little voice talk to her. but she was dreaming and that voice… she knew that voice.

“hi there baby”

evalyn.

she wasn’t dreaming then.

she blinked a few times, getting used to the sunlight that entered the bedroom. she watched down and she saw her. her silver hair was knotted, but her green eyes were bright as she talked to her belly.

“good morning darling” she said to the little girl.

“good morning mommy” she called her mommy, while she called aelin mama. she looked again at her belly. “you think she can hear me?”

she let a low laugh. “of course she can” she said, stroking her hair. evalin climbed higher until her head was resting on her breast, and she hugged the little girl.

aelin and rowan watched her two girls.

we did it rowan.

we did it, fireheart.

tagging;; @throneofsapphics @danikamariewrites @hellwantfuckme @shadowdaddies

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danikamariewrites · 8 months

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Could I ask for Rowaelin x pregnant reader please

Poly!Rowaelin x pregnant!reader headcanon

The two of them get waaayyy over protective when you find out you’re pregnant

Especially Rowan bc of everything that happened with Lyria

He was terrified that he’d lose you and the baby

But you and Aelin were there to comfort him and remind him that the evil was gone, you were safe

Rowan refused to leave your side, insisting that he was always around to guard you and you weren’t even showing yet

You started going to more court meetings just so he would do his kingly duties

Aelin spoiled you more than usual

Any junk food you wanted she got it for you! From chocolates to any wild sandwich you could think of it was in your hands

When your bump started showing you were so happy. You could finally feel your little babe and could talk to your stomach without getting an insane looks

Since you were about 3-4 months along you could still fit in your clothes so you put on one of your favorite dresses and set out to find your mates to show them

You find them in the throne room, just having finished a meeting with the lords

You keep your hands in front of your stomach as you walk up to them and you have this stupid grin on your face

“Y/n! Good morning sweet girl, how are you.” Aelin cooed at you as she raced off her throne to you, Rowan on her heels

“Perfect. Look!” You remove your hands to show off the small bump

Aelin let’s out a cry covering her mouth, “it’s so cute! That’s our babe ohh.” And she kissed you softly

Rowan was mesmerized by it. Silver lined his eyes, his lips pulled into a tight smile

He dropped to his knees and cradled your stomach between his hands leaving feather soft kisses across it, “this is amazing.” He whispered as you ran your fingers through his silver hair

You and Aelin would shop for baby clothes during your free afternoons with Rowan acting as your bodyguard of course

Rowan would growl at anyone who looked at you

It didn’t matter if it was a friend or stranger

Rowan and Lorcan almost got into a fight bc he accidentally growled at Elide for touching your bump

The farther into your pregnancy the more fatigued you got

Eventually you just stayed in bed resting and taking a few walks during the day

Your walks were your alone time with the babe since your mates were always around

You’d point out your favorite flowers in the garden, tell them about Aelin and Rowan, and the latest gossip

This child was going to be the biggest snoop because of you

They would make sure you had everything you needed during your pregnancy

And most importantly that you were healthy and comfortable

Sometimes Aelin would massage your shoulders while Rowan rubbed your feet and ankles

They loved talking to the babe before bed, “were you nice to your mama today?” “What did you two do?” “We already love you so much baby.”

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autumnshighlady · 2 years

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I Will Carry You

poly!Rowaelin x f!reader

summary: Rowan and Aelin confront you after an argument

warnings: angst, themes of depression sort of?, overall bad mental health, Aelin is a bit mean in the beginning, hurt/comfort

word count: 2.4k

request: I LOVED your rowaelin x reader fic! Could you possibly do one where the fem reader is mentally exhausted and just needs a break and Rowan and Aelin are there to comfort her? If not that’s ok. Hope your doing well <33

listen to “Carry You” by Fleurie and Ruelle either after or while reading this fic for emotional damage, or comfort depending on the kind of person you are lol

disclaimer: this has not been proofread lmao ignore any mistakes xo

DO NOT REPOST ANYWHERE

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Getting out of bed this morning was a struggle. It had been for weeks now, mornings consisting of you waking up with that all too familiar weight on your chest that threatened to pull you under. For weeks, all you wanted to do in the mornings was curl up under the covers and forget about the world around you.

The irony of it was things were going well – your lovers Aelin and Rowan ruled Terrasen, slowly healing the broken world they fought so hard to protect. Her court, which you presided in, was successfully rebuilding the realm piece by piece. It was hard work, but you loved it. You were in charge of overseeing Terrasen’s relations with the other countries of Erilea, which meant you got to speak to Dorian and Manon via letters, each of them ruling their respective kingdoms.

But like any job, it had its downsides. You were completely overworked, working from sunrise to well past sunset almost every day. You barely had time to see Rowan or Aelin, often missing most meals and holing yourself up in the study to work. Your lovers respected your space, giving you the time you needed to do your job, although sometimes you wished they wouldn’t.

Guilt gnawed at the pit of your stomach. Aelin had given up almost everything to save Erilea and Terrasen, surely you could manage your job which paled in comparison to all she had done. If Aelin could sacrifice her powers and save the world, surely you could manage your court job. But you couldn’t help it, the exhaustion that had you going through the motions of your day rather than truly living it and enjoying the peaceful new world. Sleep was elusive as of late, leaving you even more drained. And to wake up and face yet another mountainous workload…. it was not exactly enticing.

The words scripted on the letters in front of you began to blur, as they had on and off for the past few hours. You were so tired, so mentally drained…. not to mention the growing ache in your back from being hunched over a desk all day, or the pounding in your head from reading piles and piles of documents and transcriptions. It was well past dinnertime, the sun having set over the hills in the distance long ago. You shifted in your chair, if only you could just have a nap…

“Angel?” Came the sound of Aelin’s lilting voice from the other side of your door. You quickly straightened your back, brushing some papers to the side to create some illusion of organization.

“Come in.” You called. Aelin breezed through the door almost before you finished your sentence.

“Did you send the letter to Adarlan last week requesting the extra shipment of coal?” The blonde queen asked immediately. You couldn’t help but feel disappointed, finding yourself wishing that Aelin had just come to see you, not to discuss court business.

“I’m sure I did.” You replied, unable to keep the tenseness out of your voice. Aelin cocked her head, annoyance blazing in her turquoise gold eyes.

“Really?” She said sharply. “Because if you did, it should have been here by now surely, right? We need that extra coal, bad.”

“Alright, alright,” You snapped, patience running thin. “I’ll double check my logs, okay?”

Aelin merely exhaled through her nose, turning her head to the side away from you. Annoyance seeped through your veins at the action – every time you had seen your girlfriend for the past few weeks it was always about court matters, so formal and business-like that if someone overheard any of your interactions, they’d have no clue about your relationship. You couldn’t entirely blame Aelin though, almost unable to imagine how much stress she must be under as well. Sure, winning the war was arguably the most difficult part, but running a country required a different strength, one that she was still adjusting to.

You fumbled for your record book, which detailed all the communications between you and the representatives of the other countries and groups. After flipping through some pages, you reached the section you were looking for, and your heart dropped when you noticed the unsent letter addressed to Adarlan still stuck to the page.

You forgot to send it.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Aelin muttered, beginning to pace back and forth.

“I’m so sorry,” You stammered, throat closing up with shame. “I swear I thought I had sent it-”

“Well, you didn’t.” Aelin interrupted, voice raising. “And now we don’t have enough fucking coal to run the all forges in Perranth.”

“I’m sorry.” Your voice was barely above a whisper.

“‘Sorry’ doesn’t make a shipment appear out of thin air!”

You were too exhausted to fight. Normally you would have yelled back, pointed out to your girlfriend that the reason you forgot to send it was because she kept giving you issue after issue to deal with and prioritize. But you couldn’t even bring yourself to look at the pissed off queen. You felt empty, like a husk of a person, just waiting for the interaction to be over so you could go back inside your own head, even though you hated being there.

“I’m sorry I let you down, your majesty.” Was all you managed to say as you brushed past Aelin and walked out of the room, leaving her in your study. You made your way up the stairs to your room, which was across from Rowan and Aelin’s.

Sometimes you wished you could share their room, truly be a part of their everyday lives. Sure, you stayed over there many times, but always had to leave before the king and queen woke up. They were married, after all, and your relationship with them was a secret to everyone except for Aedion, Lysandra, and Fenrys. It hurt sometimes, stinging like a thorn you couldn’t get rid of, but logically you knew that after everything it had been through Terrasen needed a traditional, stable rule. And that didn’t involve a third partner to the King and Queen.

Finally, once you closed your door, you allowed your head to hit your pillow and soak up your tears as you wept. You wept over your exhaustion, how much of a failure you felt like for letting Aelin down. You cried because you felt like you were losing her and Rowan, you cried over how selfish you were for feeling that way.

Hours passed, and your tears had finally dried up, leaving you numb. You didn’t feel much of anything anymore, just pure exhaustion that no amount of sleep could soothe. When the moonlight crept in through your window, you heard your door open. You were facing the other way, but your fae senses picked up snow and pine mingled with jasmine and embers.

Rowan and Aelin stepped through the door and approached your bed. You felt a shift in the bed as they sat down on the mattress, Rowan next to your back while Aelin took up residence behind your legs.

“Aelin wanted to come sooner,” The silver-haired male’s deep voice sounded from behind you. “But I figured you both need some time to cool down.”

You said nothing, swallowing the lump in your throat. All you had wanted these past few weeks was for your lovers to come see you, but now that they were here, you didn’t want them to see you like this. You knew they had both fallen in love with your spirit that Rowan had often compared to the raging waters of the sea. You knew they saw you as strong-willed and proud, determined and unbreaking. How could they have fallen in love with that version of you, yet still love this broken shell before them?

“I’m sorry, angel.” Aelin’s voice was soft, far from the anger that was laced through it a few hours ago. “I shouldn’t have snapped at you. You’re so busy all the time, it was an honest mistake. Really, we’ll figure something out. It’ll be ok, don’t even worry about it.”

You knew you should feel relieved, but you didn’t. Every part of you felt weighed down, your throat constricted like if you spoke you’d burst into tears again.

“Angel?” Rowan said after you didn’t respond. You felt a large hand stroke your hair a few moments later. That simple touch, filled with so much tenderness, was your undoing.

Sobs wracked your body once again, your mental exhaustion too fragile to handle anything. Wordlessly, two sets of hands gently grabbed you and pulled you upright and towards the headboard, nestling your body in between them. Aelin pulled you sideways into her chest, wrapping her arm around your waist and stroking your face with her other hand while Rowan rubbed gentle circles on your back. The King and Queen of Terrasen let you weep, sandwiched between their two powerful bodies. Their presence comforted you, slowly filling the hole in your chest that had been carving itself out in the past few weeks.

“I’m so tired.” You choked out between sobs.

“Have you not been sleeping?” Rowan asked, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

“No, but that’s not what I mean,” You managed to get out. “I’m drained, Rowan. I’m so exhausted, I can’t do this anymore.”

You dared a glance up at Aelin, and saw sadness but understanding across her face. You knew the words hit differently for her, having overheard her conversation with Rowan in the days leading up to the final battle against Maev and Erawen.

“My moonlight,” Aelin murmured, pulling you closer. “My sweet moonlight. Why didn’t you come to us before? We could have helped you.”

“You guys are so busy ruling a goddamn kingdom,” You said. “I figured I could get through it on my own. I didn’t want to trouble you.”

“You could never trouble us, angel.” Rowan reassured, running a hand through your knotted hair. “We will always have time for you.”

“I could not care less if you bust down the door to my war council meetings and demand my attention just so you can hear me tell you how much I love you,” Aelin said fiercely. “I would drop everything for you in a heartbeat. We both would.”

Rowan murmured his agreement from behind you, reaching down and grabbing your hand.

“Besides, even if you did do that nobody could do anything to object.” The queen added. “Because then they’d have to deal with me, and nobody wants that.”

You laughed, the action foreign to your body as of late.

“Thank you,” You said quietly. “I missed you both lately.”

“I’m sorry we haven’t checked in on you,” Rowan said, his voice grave. “That was a mistake. I had no idea how much work you were juggling and how exhausting it must be. Writing letters and dealing with diplomats would make my head explode, I truly don’t know how you put up with it.”

“That is why I am in charge of it, and you are not.” You retorted, chuckling.

“Rowan would be horrible at your job.” Aelin snorted. “But it’s a lot to handle, even for someone as incredible as you. I can ask Aedion to assist you for the next few weeks, if that would make things easier.”

You breathed a sigh of relief. As much as you knew your exhaustion was from many other things as well, having the extra workload cut down would help tremendously.

“Thank you.” You murmured. “Thank you so much.”

The three of you stayed like that for a few more minutes, basking in each others presence until Rowan scooped you up in his arms. You wanted to whine at the loss of contact from Aelin, who also stood up.

“What are you doing?” You asked.

“Taking you to bed.” Rowan said, walking towards your door as Aelin opened it.

“Uh, my bed is back there, you doorknob. We were just in it.”

“That won’t be your bed anymore,” Aelin stated as the three of you exited the room and headed towards the entrance to the King and Queen’s chambers. “Because you’re moving to ours.”

Your heart skipped a beat. You had wanted this for so long, to share their space. You had been too afraid to ask though, for fear changing the living arrangements would screw up the dynamic you already had that you often thought was too good to be true.

“But everyone will know about us–” You began.

“Good.” Aelin interrupted. “I want to show you off as mine.”

Rowan coughed, and the blonde rolled her eyes.

“As ours.” She corrected herself before winking at you as she opened the grand doors to their chambers. You giggled, Rowan squeezing you slightly as he carried you into the luxurious space. A grand fireplace was burning across from the bed, which was large enough to fit five people you guessed. You always loved Rowan and Aelin’s room, and the fact it was now yours too made you want to sing from the rooftops.

“People will talk,” You warned. “They’ll disapprove.”

“Let them.” Aelin said simply. “Then I’ll deal with them.

“You mean separate their head from their body?”

“Something like that.”

You giggled again, and Aelin pulled back the sheets of the obnoxiously large bed. Rowan laid you down, right in the centre before climbing in on the spot to your right, while Aelin took up the left. She pulled the duvet up, tucking you in while Rowan placed a gentle kiss on your lips.

“We love you so much, angel.” He murmured, stroking your face. You stared into his green eyes, heart melting at the softness that lay behind them. In the past few months before the battle you had grown so accustomed to those eyes being filled with coldness, the strain of the war chipping away at him. But now he looked at peace, with you and Aelin by his side.

A smaller hand grabbed your jaw and turned your head the other war. Aelin smiled, connecting her lips with yours. Your queen, your fireheart kissed you with so much love you thought you would burst at the seams.

“Never forget that.” Aelin murmured, curling her body up against yours. “We will always be there to carry you. You are not alone.”

In a tangle of limbs, you laid with the King and Queen of Terrasen at your sides, bodies shielding you from the rest of the world as you fell into the first truly good sleep you had in a very long time.

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thehighladywrites · 4 months

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can someone help me find this one rowaelin x reader fic where reader was doikg black magic or something. I remember how good it was and I can’t find it now😭😭 pls helpppp

#talkswithamara #throne of glass #rowaelin x reader #rowan whitethorn #aelin ashryver galathynius

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tadpolesonalgae · 10 months

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Speaking of TOG characters… dark!rowaelin would have me 🫠🫠

Don’t even start—

I love them but Aelin legitimately scares the heck out of me. The Kharankui are less terrifying that her.

That being said, the line between arousal and fear is very blurry for me, so I will happily indulge in dark!rowaelin with you 😌

Just let me get through acotar, and I promise I’ll start ToG right after—might need a few hours to calm myself after Silver Flames, though :)

#anons <3 #ToG #Throne of Glass #Dark!Rowaelin #Rowaelin x reader

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zoyaofthegardvn · 1 year

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I saw some rowaelin's x reader fics in the TOG tag and I was wondering if you're willing to write for them?

do you mean like a poly sort of fic? i think so! tbh i despise aelin, rowan is okay, but maybe a throuple dynamic would be fun? i'd consider it depending on the request/prompt!

#rowaelin #rowan whitethorn #aelin ashryver galathynius #rowaelin x reader #throne of glass

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gothicbabydollz · 2 years

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I’ve started writing ToG and ACOTAR smut because your blog inspired me and here’s a snippet of my rowaelin x reader (i’m working on the bsfd!gavriel x reader again since you liked the snippet for that hehe)

He chuckled darkly, removing his hands from his pockets. “Such a pretty little thing you’ve got there, Fireheart.” His velvety voice dripped in lust, and you practically throbbed at the tone. He stepped forward, silver hair shining under the light of the moon. That tattoo on his face blended in with the shadows, an utterly terrifying yet arousing site. “I like her, Rowan,” Aelin said, squeezing your thigh harder and causing you to whimper. “Can we keep her?”

Instead of bracing yourself for whatever humiliating response you expected Rowan to give, you blurted out apologies. “I’m sorry,” You stammered. “I swear I’m not trying to get between you two, I just–” Your words were cut off sharply as Rowan’s massive hand wrapped around your throat, silencing you with a gentle but firm squeeze. “Oh please,” He murmured, bending down to squat next to you as he brought his lips to your ear. “We’ve been wanting this just as long as you, sweetheart.”

Your brows furrowed, causing the prince to chuckle. Aelin continued her circles on your inner thigh, slowly inching it further and further up as her lips alternated between your shoulder and ear. “I’m surprised you didn’t get the hint earlier, little dove,” She quipped as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “We tried to get you closer to us, but you pulled away. Did you honestly think Rowan just forgot to put up a magical shield to block out our sounds when we slipped away a few nights ago? We knew you could hear us, I’m disappointed you didn’t join.”

-🤠

You have?! I’m so happy to hear that, you’re a great writer! And this? Is so good. I love it so much. I’ve been so horny for rowaelin recently that this is amazing!

I’m excited! And I know I’ll definitely get around to writing some bsfd!Gavriel myself, he’s too good.

#🤠 ❥#rowaelin x reader #poly!rowaelin #aelin x rowan

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fanwarriorfictions · 25 days

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Not Again - Masterlist

Azriel x Rowaelin daughter reader

Summary-

Azriel has a bad habit of finding random females falling onto the River House lawn. This time, the female in question catches him off guard, and she seems to be even stranger than the last.

Warnings-

WIP, canon typical violence, mentions of blood and injuries, angst, eventual spice/smut

Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Part five

Part six

Part seven

Part eight

Part nine

Part ten

Part eleven

Part twelve

Tag List-

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#figure it was a good idea to put everything in one place #no idea how many parts this is going to end up being #acotar #acotar x reader #azriel #azriel x reader #rowaelin daughter #rowaelin #not again

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throneofsapphics · 2 months

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celebration masterlist

from this post. thank y'all so much for sending these in, there were a few duplicates, and a few extra might make there way out, but I kept it to 12 to keep myself realistic. I'll update this as they're posted! I love all of you and thank you so much for the support!

The Arrangement* - Rowan/Fenrys/Lorcan x Reader (2/25)

"You'll take what I give you"

A Favor - Dorian x Reader (2/27)

"I could help you forget him/her."

Loyal Friends* - Ruhnlidia x Reader (2/29)

At least I didn't get arrested.

"You look so pretty on your knees."

"You look good with my hand around your neck."

Thin Doors* - Rowaelin x Reader (3/2)

"Please, pick one broom closet and stick to it."

The Other Side - young!Rhys x Reader (3/4)

"I hate you." "No you don't."

"How do you sleep at night?" "I usually go for a bed."

Pretty For Me* - Mor x Reader (3/14)

"You look so pretty on your knees."

Last Avenues* - Feysand x Reader (3/24)

"Am I supposed to be impressed?"

"Is that all you have?"

Stay In The Moment With Me - Rhys x Reader (3/27)

"I don't want to be alone tonight"

A Present* - Nessian x Reader (3/28)

“Take it off”

A Pretty Smile - Nyx x Reader (3/29)

"How have you survived this long by yourself?"

At least I didn't get arrested

Breaking Point* - Manon x Reader (3/30)

"Do it already or I'll find someone else."

Supposed to Be Us - Asterin x Reader (3/31)

“Tell me it was a lie.” “I can’t.”

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shadowdaddies · 3 months

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Hello there, could i request Rowaelin x reader who is a germophobe and always fussing about keeping things clean and organized. And when Rowen comes back from mission's covered in dirt and blood reader is always there to make sure he gets cleaned properly ( despite the fact that hes a grown male).

Hope you have a good day/night

thank you, I hope you have a great day as well!💜

Come Clean

poly!Rowaelin x Reader

Warnings: very suggestive towards the end

The front door creaked open, your shriek piercing the air at the sight of the large fae male standing in the threshold. He paused, foot hanging above the floor as green eyes darted to where you were seated.

“Rowan Whitethorn, don’t you dare enter this house with those muddy boots on!” You scolded, quickly striding across the room to kneel in front of where he stood. He released an exasperated sigh, leaning against the frame as he allowed you to untie his boots and toss them outside.

A gasp sounded from behind you, Aelin clicking her tongue as she shook her head at Rowan. A smirk played on her lips as she teased, “Rowan, how could you possibly think to enter this house with shoes on?”

You whipped your head around to see her clutching her chest in mock horror, the smugness fading slightly as you shot her a glare.

“Excuse me for trying to keep the blood and dirt out of this home,” you muttered, shaking your head as you walked towards the sink. Grabbing a washcloth, you looked back towards Rowan, eyes studying his dirtied form.

“Do you have any injuries?” you asked, voice laced with concern as you wetted the washcloth in the basin. Rowan’s eyes softened, shining like glittering emeralds as he smiled at you in admiration.

“No, I’m alright. None if this blood is mine,” he reassured you. Your nose scrunched slightly at the thought of strangers’ blood being tracked across your clean floors, but you managed to push that concern aside to focus on Rowan.

You lightly cupped his cheek, bringing the washcloth to gently clean the dirt from his face. His arms wrapped around you, warm hands secure on your hips as he pulled you closer.

“Rowan! Ugh, now I need a bath, too,” you grumbled, frowning at the dirt he’d spread on your dress.

Aelin laughed from where she stood. “I’ll go draw a bath for you, Row,” she called, turning as she set off for the bathroom.

Rowan smirked down at you, hunger in his gaze as he lowered his head, lips brushing your own. “Good. We can take that bath together,” he murmured, lips moving to nip at your ear.

Gasping at his touch, you lightly pushed Rowan away, shaking your head at his antics. “I am NOT getting in that tub with you all filthy like this. We’re getting these clothes off of you, and you can take a long bath. Alone.”

Rowan hummed, interlocking his fingers through yours as he led you towards the bathroom with him. “Well, I have no problem with you taking my clothes off,” he retorted with a wink.

Aelin rolled her eyes at him from where she stood by the tub. “You can take off your own clothes, Buzzard.” Her gaze flicked to where you stood in the doorframe, tongue flicking out over her lips as she looked at your soiled dress.

“I’ll be sure to help our girl change into some clean clothes of her own. After I take those off of her, of course.” Aelin flashed Rowan a devilish grin, her arm wrapping possessively around your waist as she guided you from the bathroom.

Grabbing the door handle, you gave Rowan a wink as Aelin began untying the laces of your dress. “You’d better hurry up and get clean, Row, if you don’t want to be left out,” you purred, letting your dress drop to the floor as you shut the door in his face.

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rowaelinsdaughter · 4 months

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OUR DOLL

a/n;; this is the dirtiest thing i've ever written, and you can see that i got a liiiiiitle carried by this... but come on!!! they are rowan and aelin. 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️ im on my knees for them.

WARNINGS;; smut without plot, degradation(?), orgasm denial, mommy and daddy dynamics, overstimulation, m!oral, aelin uses a strap on reader (this was so 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️)

rowan whitethorn was tired. his day had been filled with meetings. meeting after meeting. he was tired of diplomacy, of talking and everything. the only thing he wanted was to be in bed with his mates.

he made his way to their room when he heard a noise. a slap. stopping on the door, he sharpens his hearing, trying to figure out what it was. another sound. this time a moan. your moan. you were moaning.

he opened the door, carefully not to disturb. your moans were louder now that he was inside.

“you like it, doll?” aelin said. her voice full of lust.

fuck. rowan thought. he made his way to the open door of the bedroom, and the sight before him… fuck fuck fuck.

aelin was seated on the bed, her back on the headboard as she watched you bounce on her dick. a strap. aelin was using a strap on you, and you were bouncing like you would do on his dick. your eyes were close. moans leaving your mouth as aelin’s hands roamed over your body. a slap on your butt and the other hand was massaging your tit.

rowan touched his dick. he wanted to release it from his pants.

his eyes found aelin’s. a smirk on her face as she stops you, a whimper leaving your lips.

“you like the sight, rowan?” your eyes follow aelin’s and you found rowan on the door. his dick begging to be free from his pants, and his eyes full of lust.

you feel aelin on your side, her lips brushing your ear. “why don’t you turn around and beg to rowan?”

a little nod and with her help, you turn around, your back pressed on aelin’s chest. you look at rowan through you lashes and notice that his shirt was gone, as well as his pants and underwear. the sight before you makes your walls clench around her dick, buried deep inside you. rowan grabs your neck so you are looking at him. lust and fervent desire. you look at his dick, precum was dripping from it. his hand moves to your neck and squeezes it, you look at his eyes again.

“you like my dick, doll? you want to suck it?”

aelin bites your shoulder. “answer doll”

“yes”

“yes, what?” rowan demands.

“yes daddy” you answer, a wicked smile on their faces.

with her fae speed, aelin maneuvers you, and now you are on your hands and knees. her hands grabs your hips and she leaves a little from your cunt, making you whimper at the loss. rowan catches your hair creating a ponytail and before he can tell you what to do, your mouth is open and your tongue is out. an invitation.

a breathy curse leaves his lips and with a push oh his hips, his dick is inside your mouth. at the same time aelin shoves her dick against your throbbing cunt. your body shrives at the sensation and a cry falls from your lips. they both start with the same rhythm, your body is on fire and you think you can die just from having them.

“gods… look at you doll. such a dirty girl, just for us” aelin says with a harsh thrust to your cunt. if she wasn’t grabbing you, you would have fallen to the bed.

“that’s it aelin, she’s our dirty girl, just our- fuck” rowan hand gripped your hair as he cum on your mouth and aelin stops her hips. “that’s it, take it all doll, just like that. good girl”

aelin takes your hands, and with a pull you’re on your knees again, unable to move your hands thanks to her. rowan’s mouth is inches from your’s, his hands massaging your tits and pinching your nipples.

“what do you want, doll?”

“i wanna cum, please”

rowan bites your shoulder and his lips travel to your ear. “where are your manners, doll?”

you shallow. “i wanna cum, please, mommy, daddy let me cum please, i’ve been a good girl, please” a tear falls from your eye and you feel aelin lick it. “good girl… we should let him cum rowan?”

“mmm, i think she has been a good girl for us” aelin thrusts into your pussy as rowan’s hand rubs your clit.

the pounding is incessant, and you know the whole castle can hear you moaning, but they don’t care, let them know they are the only ones who can make you cry from pleasure.

“i’m gonna cum, i’m gonna-” a cry and you’re coming on aelin’s dick as they both bite your neck on each side. your body feels dizzy, your breaths are difficult as you feel like you're in heaven. aelin removes the strap from you, a little groan falling from your lips. she goes to the bathroom to prepare everything.

“let’s go bath, doll”

“i don’t-” a pair of arms raise you from bed, and you hear aelin closing the water. once you all are bathed, they take you to bed, each of them on your sides. a kiss on your shoulder and lips is the last thing you remember.

“we love you, doll”

tagging;; @shadowdaddies @thehighladywrites @hellwantfuckme

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