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VANÈS - Kiss Me Slow

more people should know about this song

especially if you read smut

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one-shot (sneak-peek of my upcoming ff with my two oc - Auriga Malfoy (Draco's younger sister) and Christopher Eden

Don't forget to read another sneak-peek into their story its right here

word count: 1k

hope you enjoy!

Auriga couldn’t get in her bedroom. She just could get in.

She couldn’t believe it.

What if something happened to him?

What if while she went to retrieve more salve, he got worse? But then why would the door be locked?

“Ikki!”

A loud pop! and the elf appeared.

“Mistress called Ikki?”

“Yes, Ikki, I called. Why can’t I get in?”

The elf murmured the reply into the pillowcase she wore, but Auriga could not hear the muffled noise.

“What?”

“Master commanded Ikki to lock the bedroom”

She was stunned. Why would he do it? He knew she’d be back in a moment.

“Well, then, unlock it.”

“Ikki cannot, Master forbade it.”

“What do you mean Master forbade it? Let me in!” Auriga made to move to the door, but the elf began shaking with tears.

“Ikki cannot.” The elf desperately tried to pull her ears over her face to cover her fear. Disobeying both Masters was sure to gain her the worst punishment there ever was.

“Ikki, I am your Mistress. You wouldn’t want to disobey your mistress, would you, now?”

Ikki whined a little.

“Ikki, your Mistress commands you to open the bedroom. If you do not, I will have to give you clothes”

The elf left out a horrified shriek, but made no move to help her Mistress. Frustrated with the locked door and the unhelping elf that did not listen to her righteous owner, Auriga started slowly pulling off the sleeve of her jacket.

“Ikki”

“Ikki is a good elf. Ikki cannot disobey her Master. If Ikki disobeys Master, he will free her”

“If Ikki disobeys her Mistress, Mistress will free Ikki right now.”

The elf left out another horrific shriek, and with a crack! the elf disappeared while another sound indicated that the door was unlocked. Auriga, carrying the salve, hurried into the room and found her husband on the bed as she left him. Approaching him, however, she noticed he wasn’t simply sitting in bed, but was tugging mercilessly at his bandages on his right hand.

“What are you doing?!”

Christopher didn’t seem to even notice her at first for he only turned his head upon hearing her scream

“Stupid elf. I will free her. You hear me, Ikki? I will give you all my clothes!” He shouted at the ceiling, trying to intimidate the poor house elf. 

“Do not blame the elf! And are you in your right mind? Why did you command her to lock the door? You knew I was going to come!” She couldn’t stop screaming in a feat of anger, trying to let out her frustration. Auriga stepped closer to the bed.

“I can manage just fine on my own.” He turned his back to her, trying to take off the bandage. Fruitlessly. 

“You’re going to hurt yourself! Let me-” She set the salve on the edge of the bed and moved to grab hold of his left arm that was already ripping the skin of his right hand apart. 

“No!”

“Why are you being so stubborn? I am trying to help you, idiot!” 

“Go away!” He growled, even though he was already painting.

“I’m not leaving you in this state! Stop it! Stop it, you’re hurting yourself!” She leaned on him to try to prevent his hand from tearing his own skin further apart. Merlin. What was wrong with him?

“I don’t want you to see me in such state!” He now had difficulty breathing from the pressure her body exerted on his chest, so he squeezed the words through his clenched teeth.

But Auriga stopped moving. Cogs slowly started moving in her brain, emotions making way to the rational part of her mind. Now it all made sense. It was not just another temper tantrum.

All words left her. Auriga slowly stood up and let him breathe with his full chest. They were both silent.

When he finally seemed to collect himself and no longer intent on hurting his arm, she took the salve and carefully approached her husband as if he were a wounded creature. Though then he was one.

She sat on the edge of the bed and silently asked him permission to grab hold of his wounded limb. When he made no move to stop her, she quickly set to work, as if scared he might make go leave and lock the bedroom again. 

Meticulously applying the salve, knowing the movements by heart and fully immersed in her work, she didn’t see Christopher’s stare, but rather felt it. She felt the intensity of it, though it was clear it was not filled with resentment or hatred.

Once finished, she returned his hand to his chest, where it was when she had left the room, and finally looked at her husband’s face. His gaze never left hers. 

“I don’t see you as weak.” Her voice was hoarse from the screaming, but her eyes never left the charcoal that seemed to read her as if he saw her for the first time. His face didn’t change, however.

“But I am.”

She had nothing to say to this, knowing full well her words made no difference to him now. The stubborn bastard wouldn’t change his mind if the Dark Lord himself commanded him to do it. Seeing her pause, he whispered softly:

“Please, leave.”

A tear fell on her cheek.

Christopher closed his eyes and leaned back on the wood. When he was sure his wife had left their shared bedroom, he felt the bed shift, forcing him to look around.

That’s when he saw Auriga climb under the covers and to his side.

“What are you-”

She did not answer. She laid her head on his shoulder and hugged his waist instead. Only when her hand found his and she interlaced her fingers with his, did she say:

“You are the strongest person I know. You didn’t leave me at my lowest. I know I will never leave you. Do not ever ask me to do that.”

A warmth filled his chest. 

They were both asleep.

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alright, so here's a sneak-peek of a new fic that I am working on at the moment, and I couldn't resist sharing this little piece with you guys!

pairing: Auriga Malfoy x Christopher Eden (both are my oc) timeline: the 5th year of the Golden Trio word count: 1,1k

these wonderful dividers are not mine! (they belong to @firefly-graphics !)

The rustling of age-old papers was the only sound Auriga Malfoy could discern in the dim-lit library. It would not be long till Madam Pince started ushering half-asleep students into their dormitories, which meant she had to embark on whatever it was she was compelled to do by her friends, and soon. However, the moment she stepped into the library, realisation of what was going to happen dawned on her, fear and insecurity rushing through her veins. She definitely had to reconsider whether they were her friends after all. Perhaps it was all a cruel joke on her. Gods. Why was it always her?

The feeling of utter helplessness brought the memory of a conversation with Pansy Parkinson and Daphne Greengrass the day prior to this, which did not add to the confidence of the younger Malfoy. 

“That is utter nonsense! What made you think it might even be practicable?”

“Oh, come off it, Auriga.”

Auriga was pacing back and forth in the Slytherin common room anxiously. She couldn’t believe her childhood friend was actually suggesting it. The mere thought of it made her shudder.

“And why can’t either of you just ask him yourselves? After all, you are in the same year.” 

“Thee is no point, he wouldn’t do it for us even if we danced naked in from of him. You, on the other hand… You can’t honestly tell me that you haven’t seen the way he looks at you. The guy is head over heels.” Pansy retorted

“Daphne, at least you tell her. It’s not going to work!” Auriga exclaimed in an attempt to persuade at least one of her friends to take her side. 

“Sorry, Auri, but Pans couldn’t be more right here. He’s got it bad for you” 

The black-haired girl smirked victoriously. As Pansy stood up, she approached Auriga in a slow, panther-like manner, swaying her hips. Ever the manipulator.

“Since we’ve cleared up this point, let’s get to the part where you seduce Christopher Eden to take you to the Restricted Section and ask him to take out a book for you.”

Auriga just blinked a few times, still processing everything the two girls have just told her. “A book? Pans, please, don’t tell me you want to be like that Granger girl” It took Auriga a few moments to quickly add. “Or are you trying to brew a love potion to drug my brother? I thought you had enough money to just buy one.”

Pansy just waved it away while Daphne did her best to held in her laughter.

“No, it’s not for your brother. I do not need to resort to such… desperate measures.” 

Daphne burst out laughing, making Parkinson glare at her till she calmed down.

The black-haired fifth-year returned to the leather couch, having the outward appearance of absolute calmness, though Auriga knew better than to believe it. Inside the raging storm that was Pansy Parkinson was now a careful calculation of what she was about to say next. A real Slytherin.

“What it is for, then?” Auriga inquired further. “If I have to do… well, that, surely I deserve to know what it is for.” 

It was Auriga’s turn to stand in front of Pansy, trying to play the role of the intimidating one, though it was clear she would gladly not have this conversation right now. Did they seriously think she could seduce Christopher Eden into anything? Surely, being a pureblood witch, a Malfoy and having the best features of the houses of Malfoy and Black, Auriga never lacked for confidence. Half of the boys her year and older would gladly take the chance to date her, but it was Eden they were talking about. Her brother Draco’s best mate. Should she fuck this up, it won’t be long till father hears of what she was up to and she by no means wanted that to happen.

“Auriga, it’s not like we ask you to fuck the bloke.” Pansy winced. “Just give him a few smiles, comment on his hair and say he plays Quidditch better than your brother and he’ll be eating from your hand.”

Auriga shuddered because despite her looks, it wasn’t a common thing for her to flirt with other students just to get a stupid book. She exhaled.

“Alright. But you still haven’t answered what you need the book for.” Auriga wasn’t going to give up so easily.”

The look Pansy gave her indicated that whatever she had in mind for this book, for Merlin’s sake, did not mean anything good. However, it was Daphne, who spoke

“Well, let’s just say, the year is rather lacklustre at Hogwarts. We’re in for a little bit of fun.”

“Doesn’t sound like fun to me.” Auriga mumbled. After a moment, she turned her head to Daphne. “Wait a minute, why can’t either of you get into the Restricted Section? Surely, Snape can sign the permission for you.”

“Snape caught me and Pans drinking Firewhiskey last Monday, he sure as hell won’t sign anything for us.”

The common room was quiet, but for the crackling of fire. Well, if it would really take a few flirty lines…

“Alright. Tell me what I need to do.” Auriga said confidently.

She was not so confident anymore.

She replayed her friends’ pieces of advice in her mind on how to persuade Eden to take the book for her and then ask for the signed note from Professor Snape to be allowed to take the book outside the Library. She knew she couldn’t fail her friends, they were almost everything she had in this Merlin forsaken excuse for a school. Sometimes she truly wished she and Draco had been sent to Durmstrang, as their father wanted, though mother persuaded him sent her children someplace closer. 

It was a shame she never learnt the art of how to make any man do whatever one wanted.

You’re a Malfoy, dear. She remembered the words her mother uttered to her once.

It was hours before another of her mother’s parties, which Auriga, of course, had to attend. As Narcissa Malfoy was brushing her daughter’s blonde hair, just like hers, Auriga voiced her insecurities. 

“Mother, what if I make a fool of myself? What if I… What if I am not enough?”

Halting her careful movements, Narcissa led her daughter to sit on the settee. Settling down, she took Auriga’s hand in hers and looked her in the eyes. 

“You’re a Malfoy, dear. That is for sure.” Narcissa stroked her daughter’s cheek, hand slowly reaching toward her hair. “There is so much of Lucius in you, even if you can’t yet discern it. But you are also a Black. And a Black always get what she wants.”

If only her mother had known she was about to try and seduce a fifth-year to get a book from the Restricted Section for her, she would have thought twice before saying the encouragement to her Auriga.

With a long exhale, Auriga stepped deeper into the Hogwarts Library in an attempt to find the black-haired Slytherin, all the while thinking that she would have to hex Pansy and Daphne for making her agree to this.

please let me know what you think of this!

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chris grey songs are so lit

his "one more night" is the one that's been on repeat for me for a month now

especially the part from 2:49

who's with me listening to it 24/7? 🥹

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i’m so awake now

NEDCEI NATION WOKE UPPPP

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i never really understood people’s obsession with brienne x jaime

but i am reading the storm of swords part 2, jaime chapter with the bear pit scene

and now i get people’s obsession with brienne x jaime

and now i have obsession with brienne x jaime

no but i mean like “you want her? go get her. so he did” “i dreamed of you” “HER NAME IS BRIENNE” “oh good, i only rescue maidens”

why do they have to be so🥺

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i've just started clash of kings and omg i’m in love with every tyrion's chapter it's so fascinating to read about the way he thinks i can't

the games he plays with everyone is just✨

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but does he know you call me when he sleeps?

but does he know the pictures that you keep?

but he know the reasons that you cry?

or tell me does he know where your heart lies?

where it truly lies

the weeknd - moth to a flame

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is it just me or did grrm really make all the powerful characters in asoiaf women? and yes, even though dany and cersei lost in the end of s8, which makes sansa the only woman with real power as the queen in the north, but let's just think who had more real power, had been successful and not for just one episode or season during the whole show?

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the moment when daenerys finally returns to dragonstone, touches the sand, and that iconic “shall we begin?” is EVERYTHING

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daenerys is the supreme female character of all the tv shows, films or books and I can’t help falling in love with her every single day

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Mate

part 1 / part 2 / part 3

word count: 1k

Everything about him was strange. Not in the bad way, though, but the mere fact that this male could cook so well was something I wasn't not prepared for. I knew I wasn't a bad cook myself but the way that meal tasted will not leave my mind for a long time now. When I said I would be willing to eat just a bit... I cannot even put to words how elated he seemed, with his deep brown eyes glowing in a way I had never seen before, not even the first time he saw me and the bond snapped into place. He seemed truly happy as I ate everything he prepared that time, and just as I finished the meal, I though he was about to say something, but he didn't say a thing as we heard a knock at the door. Being obviously disappointed with the interruption of our lunch, the first time we weren't glaring at each other with hatred, he stood up and went to the door. I tried not to listen to the conversation as I really had no interest in who he was talking to or what they were discussing, but I couldn't help overhearing my mate's angry "Now?". A few moments later the door was closed shut and as he strolled into the kitchen I knew he wasn't in the best of his moods.

"What is it?" I tried sounding indifferent but to no avail.

"Nothing. General Cassian will be here soon" He didn't look too excited about it.

"What for? The war is won"

He chuckled and stared at me. For a moment I thought it would last forever as I found I couldn't look away. But then his smile grew larger as he said:

"Do not forget, mate, I am the camplord's brother. If there is a meeting, and even if the General just wants to check in on how things are going here, I must be present. It is what is required of me. But it warms my heart that you are so worried about where you mate goes." His grin almost reached his ears, I'm sure.

"I am not worried. I just..." I searched for the right word, but couldn't find it, so I said the first thing that came to my mind. "I... I just was wondering, if I could eat what is left of your meal there, since the meeting will probably take a lot of time."

He chuckled once again, but this time not so happily. "Sure, you were..." I looked away from him and found the old blue wardrobe extremely interesting. "Well, if you want more food, you will find some left here and..." His voice trailed. "You know, why don't you go out for once?" I signed and rolled my eyes.

"Not again" I stood up and went to the living room that was next to the kitchen

"What I mean is, you have been here for almost two months now and you hardly ever walk out of our house, you hardly ever talk to anyone." He followed me into the living room and looked at me as I sat on the couch and pretended he had already left. "You can't stay here all the time! And don't you need to continue your training with the Valkyrie units? I am sure it would lift you up a bit."

"Go out and talk to other people? Return to the Valkyrie units? Have you forgotten what happened the previous time I went out and talked to that poor boy who was simply selling the gloves?" I yelled at him.

"That was right after we both accepted the bond, I couldn't control myself at the time, you know it." He was getting angry again. Of course, every time I remind him about it he just snaps.

"Well, I do not want to have to see you beat anyone else again because of me, especially for no reason at all!"

"You know the reason quite well, you kn..."

"Alright, alright, fine!" I was already getting tired of all of this screaming. "I understand you didn't really want to do that". I looked at him and something about him told me he was ashamed of that incident. How could he not be, after that I was afraid to leave our bedroom unless he asked me to.

"I am sorry" I could not believe my ears. I began saying something but he stopped me with a wave of his hand. "We had a rough start, I know it, mostly because of me. I was completely impatient and brutal but just right after I saw you there, on that battlefield... The bond snapped into place and I realised you were the one. The one that was meant for me from the beginning. I wish we could have started on a different note, completely different, but... I cannot change the past, no matter how much I want to, no one can change it. So, since we have what we have, I hope we can really make things right. Together."

I just sat there, motionless, incapable of forming a single sentence or a normal reply because of what I had just heard. I could not imagine he ever felt guilty for the way things turned out, I thought it was simply his Illyrian nature. But now... I knew it wouldn't be perfect between the two of us, I wasn't a fool. We were both too stubborn for this to turn out flawless, however... I have no idea what had gotten into me when I stood up from the couch and came up to him, my mate. The thought seemed to strike me only then, that this was my mate standing before me, the one person all the fae wish for. As that thought crossed my mind, I softly looked at him and wanted to leave the room but he was faster as he reached me in a few steps and, taking my face in his hands, kissed me gently. At first I just stood there, unable to move, but he was so gentle that it actually started to feel pleasant. I tried relaxing and, as I thought about kissing him back, he pulled away. I frowned, not understanding him, while he signed.

"I need to go, mate, but I promise. You will not regret this"

I smiled as I knew he was telling the truth.

Because that was the moment I started falling in love with my mate.

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Mate

part 1 / part 2 / part 3

word count: 616

I rarely saw him since after he came home from the battle, victorious once again. Our settlement was relatively small, and it was difficult to not see everyone outside, but I rarely went out there. He was the younger brother of the war-lord that works alongside with General Cassian, the General of the Night Court. I'd never seen the male myself, though, hearing from others, he was legendary, one of the strongest of all Prythian, after the High Lord, of course.

He had just returned from the war on the Continent, which we, Valkyrie's, fought in, too. I had never met the eldest sister of the High Lady as well, Nesta, that founded the Valkyrie unit that expanded to the size of an army. I joined three years ago, when I was just 18, and decided to make something of myself. Though I regretted it the moment I felt the bond snap in place for me a month after that battle. The battle I will never forget as that was the day I met my mate. The bond snapped for him right there and then and he would have taken me on the battlefield, if not for the General's order to leave the place because the battle had been won.

I remember the way he couldn't take his eyes off me and I didn't even realise that something all fae pray to the Cauldron for centuries had been bestowed upon me. And even when I did, I wasn't as happy as I hoped I would be. He was the complete opposite of the male I hoped to fall in love with because of his brutal nature and hot temper. I was not afraid of him, no. But life would be much easier if he were more calm and less self-centred.

I was in the backyard of his house, where I now lived, practicing the Valkyrie breathing techniques that calmed my mind and freed me of anxiety of having to see him all the time now, being next to him, sleeping in the same bed with him. I got accustomed to being alone in the house, no servants even, due to the jealous character of my mate but that was okay. Now, though, I wasn't sure I was okay.

"Mate"

More like a question, and a bit gentler than previous time. I opened my eyes, but said nothing.

"You should go eat something" Was he... hesitant?

"I'm not hungry, thanks" I said as I closed my eyes. The most polite he had heard from me.

"When was the last time you ate?" He was persistent but I wasn't going to do as he said.

"I said I wasn't hungry"

"When?" This started getting on my nerves.

"Are we back to this? Back to controlling me all the time? Checking everything I do?" I opened my eyes and rushed to my feet to find him standing too close to me.

"I'm not controlling you, I want you to eat something. With me"

"What? Why would I even ..." My voice dropped. I finally looked at him and found something unfamiliar in his gaze. I couldn't really sense it through the mating bond because it had been quiet for almost a week that he was gone and I never really used it to understand what he felt. But now I felt it. The longing. He didn't lie yesterday when he said he missed me, didn't say it because he wanted my body either but he said it because he truly missed me. I have no idea what demon possessed me at the moment when I finally opened my mouth and said:

"Fine, I may be a bit hungry, if you cook"

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Mate

part 1 / part 2 / part 3

word count: 630

"Mate"

He said and it made me instantly turn around. His voice called to me, it always did, although I turned to look at him but not because of the way he growled it. Mate. No, I did it because I had felt him long before I heard him. I felt him open the front door slowly, as if trying not to scare me, then walk down the hall, his steps almost silent and clear, up the stairs and then to our bedroom. Our. The word still felt foreign both on my tongue and in my mind. Although it has already been over three months since our first meeting on that battlefield and two months since we both accepted the mating bond, I still couldn't get used to it. I couldn't get used to calling him my mate, sleeping next to him, being in his arms, breathing in his smell whenever he left me in this house as if he were still there, somewhere here, which sometimes made me shiver.

Looking away from the mirror, I met his gaze. I knew he hated it when I ignored him as, though I swear sometimes it was everything I wanted to do, that day was different. He had finally returned from another battle. He had been away for almost a week. A week that almost let me forget about him. Almost. We both knew it could never happen. Accepting the mating bond made sure of that.

"You're back"

"You're not happy, I take it?"

That could be the longest we've talked about anything for a while. Except for that one time we screamed at each other when I had had enough of him running around me as if I were a child but his instincts had the better of him. After that frenzy week, after what he did to me, he thought it would change something, but it didn't. Because it couldn't. Yes, I had accepted the mating bond, but there was no love between us. No soft cuddles, no kisses to the temples that lit me up. None of that. Instead, there was the cold gaze of my eyes and the hunger of his. Now that things have settled down a little bit, he doesn't crave me every minute of every hour of every day. No, it's just a little bit less than that. But even after that one time he showed his other side, showed his kind of love and care for me, I snapped at him, and things went back to where they started. Hatred.

"I never said such a thing" Was all I replied while turning back to the mirror and returning to brushing my hair.

"I've missed you, mate" The way he whispered it, right into my neck. Damn, I didn't even notice him get close as if my own body felt that he became my comfort zone, that he was alright and wouldn't hurt me.

"You're tired of fucking your hoes then?" Words sharp as a knife. We both knew it wasn't true, not after we met at least, but it still hurt something deep inside me, something very deep.

"Jealous, aren't we?" His laughter woke something in me. "Don't worry, mate, there is no one like you. If you only let me show it to you, though. Prove it. As you once let me" He became serious once again. "Mate" A plea left his lips

"No" I said firmly and left the stool I was sitting on as I went straight to the bathroom. He did it again, used his mating scent, his voice, those hands that slid up and down my arms. He was just being him. And it terrified me. Because it made me want him even more.

The author's note: this is something really new to me and it's my first take on fanfiction. This is something based on nessian and acotar mating idea. This is actually a very raw draft of something I have in mind, so please let me know if there's something you like or don't like. + English is not my native language so sorry for any mistakes too😅

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rhysand to nesta: hey cass, wanna hang out with me and az tonight?

nesta: are you drunk? cassian is right behind you!

rhysand: what’s the point in asking him if you decide everything?

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i have just watched the potc trilogy but hear me out—

nesta and cassian as pirate au

nesta is the pirate that loves the sea, the wind, the waves and cassian is this admiral or general of the night court fleet and they just fall in love from the first sight while in battle or some fight on swords and—

*squeaks in nessian*

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acosf nessian may be nice but acowar nessian with only a few dialogues and replies is simply brilliant and the reason i love them