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The problem is I always want to dm my mutuals some shit like "I consider you an ally to my cause"

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learning that ofc means ‘of fucking course’ is such bullshit. she’s ‘ofcourse’ to me

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House of Whispers - Elain x Lucien

Read Chapter 1 on AO3

Summary: In the Forest House, Elain Archeron finally finds what she’s been looking for: purpose. Beron wants a weapon. Eris wants an ally. Lucien wants her anywhere but here. When their stay in the Forest House becomes permanent, reluctant mates grow closer over the ghosts of the past, an ancient prophecy, and a plot to overthrow a tyrant. Rating: E (eventual smut, occasional violence and swearing) Status: Multi-chapter WIP (probably ~35 chapters or so) Chapter 1 ~3400 words Relationships: Elain Archeron x Lucien Vanserra

AO3 tags: Elucien in Autumn, slow burn, eventual smut, Marriage of convenience, sneaky Elain, protective Lucien, little stinker Eris, autumn vibes, the Lady of Autumn’s unquashable desire to mother Elain, canon compliant, post ACOSF

A faerie walked along a cold, grey beach ahead of Elain, wind whipping through her hair, and waves breaking around her ankles. Elain tried to run after her, but no matter how hard she pumped her legs, she came no closer. All she could make out of the female was long, dark hair and a pair of beautiful brown wings like those of a moth.

Elain called out to the female, and she turned, beckoning her to follow. 

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THE SCREAM I JUST SCRUMPT

Things are getting hot and heavy in the bedroom (and the shadows are happy to join in)!

Art by kloartz

Commissioned by @kt-reads-things @gwynrieldefenseatty bookish_art_cat

Link

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what? oh sweetheart no, you're not weirding me out at all. you're weirding me in. keep talking, freak

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Part 2: What were you doing at the devil's sacrament

Part 1, 2, 3

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wait you can like comments on tumblr now???? oh i am about to be INSUFFERABLE

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Coming soon: House of Whispers - Elain and Lucien

I am posting the first chapter on Monday, but I got too antsy and excited that I had to blab on here rn to stop myself posting prematurely 😂

Summary: In the Forest House, Elain Archeron finally finds what she’s been looking for: purpose. Beron wants a weapon. Eris wants an ally. Lucien wants her anywhere but here. When their stay in the Forest House becomes permanent, reluctant mates grow closer over the ghosts of the past, an ancient prophecy, and a plot to overthrow a tyrant.

Rating: (E) — Eventual smut, some violence and swearing

AO3 tags: Elucien in Autumn, Marriage of convenience, slow burn, eventual smut, sneaky Elain, protective Lucien, little stinker Eris, a dash of sexy horse boy lucien, scandalous ankle touching, autumn vibes, canon compliant/post ACOSF

I've been having so much fun writing this fic (and making some little illustrations to go with it) I hope you all will like it too ❤️😘

A little snippet from chapter 1 below the cut:

The pot of tea on the floor next to Elain Archeron grew cold. She sat with her knees pulled to her chest and her head leaned against the wall outside the High Lord’s study. 

The room was spelled against eavesdropping, but she found that no ward stopped her from casting her mind inside. She could allow her consciousness to slip into the seams in the fabric of the world, drifting through inky blackness and emerging wherever she desired. 

She had once thought her sister’s court—with all its shadows and spies—might make use of this power, but Feyre had rarely asked. Instead, Elain used it to hover in the corner of Rhysand’s study, unseen, listening in as if she had been invited.

At the moment, she was watching Lucien. 

She found it hard to focus on anyone else when she had these rare opportunities to observe him unnoticed. Her mate. A stranger.

Elain thought he looked out of place among the rest of Feyre’s Inner Circle. She had often thought Lucien looked like a prince—and she supposed he was, as the High Lord of Autumn’s seventh Son. 

He always dressed in fine clothes in rich colors, always conducted himself with impeccable manners—especially at the dinner table—and he had an air of savage, wild magic about him that was so fundamentally fae that she had hated how she was drawn to it when she had first been Made.

See you Monday! ❤️

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@gwynrielweeksofficial Day Two — Tropes

“I know I’m young, but my mind is well beyond my years.”

Professor Azriel Shadowsinger is a hot commodity around Velaris University, but, little does everyone know, that his straight A, by-the-book Teaching Assistant, Gwyn, has him wrapped securely around her manicured finger.

(tl;dr, our favorite teacher/student relationship)

ART CREDIT luciaarandart

COMMISSIONED BY @oristian @lovelymoonflower1

PLEASE DO NOT REPOST

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Momoire

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silently the senses, abandon their defenses

THATS ELUCIEN FIGHT ME

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Just saw this movie and had to come back to this post to say that i absolutely see the vision

I am currently on my knees begging praying and whimping for elucien fanfic authors to go see Together and find inspiration from it

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me mid conversation with anyone