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Just so everyone is clear on where I stand: I love getting @'d in posts. I love it when people want to show me things. I get so happy about the fact that you saw something you thought I might like. I don't care if we aren't mutuals. I don't care if you think I might have already been tagged. Please never be afraid of just showing me shit. Thank u.

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SEARCHING…: GIFTS

🏷 — TARQUIN X READER, TAMLIN X READER, ERIS X READER, RHYS X READER, AMREN X READER, EMERIE X READER

📍— their love language is giving gifts

🔖 — modernau!, gn!reader, blanket stealing, fluff, hurt/ comfort, angstish in some parts but nothing major, grammar mistakes (?)

TARQUIN

tarquin is quite good with words, but he also has a lot of money. and he likes to investe in your relationship. taking you to different places for your dates, no matter how expansive they’re, buying all the tickets to a specific movie session so you guys have the whole room for yourselves. eventually he also gets the habit of buying expensive things he knows you like away to often, but since the moment he fell in love with you, he invested a lot on your dates.

“you rented a yacht?!”

“it’s actually the family yacht.”

“tarquin, you didn’t have to…”

“‘course i had! you said you’ve never been in one. maybe now you’ll understand why i love the ocean so much.”

.

“you sure we are in the right room? it’s empty.” you ask him as you check the room number in your ticket.

“yes, i am.” he answers, holding the popcorn and the soda. a prideful smile on his face.

“tarquin, what’ve you done?”

“i bought all the tickets for this session.”

“tarquin!”

TAMLIN

tamlin is just one of many in this list with a communication issue. since his childhood, he finds it hard to verbalize his feelings. and once things between the both of you got serious, he made sure to tell you at least that - that he loved you even if he was unable to express it through words. so every time he messes up or you conquer something, he’s buying you whatever you have been eyeing recently. and if he doesn’t know what it is, he checks your wish list or asks your friends and family.

“congratulations, princess”

“oh, tam! it’s- it’s…”

“you favorite author’s new book? yes.”

“and it’s autographed?”

“just the best for my princess.”

.

“so, can i sleep in our bed tonight?” he asks, hope shining in his eyes. the sofa isn’t bad, but it sure isn’t as comfortable as sleeping in a bed. by your side.

“tam, those flowers are pretty. and this is my favorite dessert. but it doesn’t change the fact that you steal all the blankets every night!”

“i know! and that’s why i also bought more blankets.”

“you better not steal those too.”

“that means we’re sleeping together tonight?”

ERIS

eris has the hardest time expressing what he feels through words. he grew up in a less than favorable environment to express himself, having to keep on an act for most of his life. so even now that beron isn’t on the picture anymore and he has no reason to hide anything from you, eris still find it difficult to express himself. so be it because he feels like a “sorry” is not enough of a apology, or because saying “i love you” isn’t quite easy enough yet, eris buys you a present as a way to tell you what he fells.

“here. for you.”

“what’s it?” you ask, tone cold, still not forgiving the words he said to you a few moments ago. you try to not show any interest as you inspect the box. it is from your favorite store, and having such an observation boyfriend as eris you can guess what is inside.

“it’s… an apology.”

“eris, this…”

“i know. i know can’t erase what i said expanding money on you, but it’s the only way i can show that what i said didn’t mean anything.”

you let out the breath you had been holding, putting the gift on the table before opening your arms.

“com’ here” eris didn’t falter one second before getting into your arms.

.

“what… eris, what’s it?”

“your valentine’s day present?”

“all those flowers?! are you crazy?!”

“just what you deserve” he says before kissing your lips.

RHYS

rhys likes to celebrate. he enjoys it and think it’s extremely important. so doesn’t matter what date it is, he’ll find a way to gift you - because he’s bad at planning celebrations. and sometimes, he comes up with random excuses to buy you expensive things.

“here, darling. happy mother’s day.”

“u-hm… r-rhys? we don’t have kids”

“no, but you act like a mom to mor and cass when they are drunk, so… here, for you.” he extends the bag from the expensive cake store in town.

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“darling~”

“rhys, i’m really busy right now”

“but darling! do you know what day it’s today?”

“… friday?”

“it’s national wine day!” he says as he shows you an expensive bottle of wine and a bouquet of red roses. “let’s celebrate”

AMREN

another one who has a hard time expressing feelings! but amren also loves luxury, she enjoys living a good (& expensive) life and wants you to have all from the best. wines? the oldest. clothes? made for yourself if you don’t find anything you like. food? only the best, most delicious ones. she demonstrates her love by taking care of you and making sure you enjoy your life.

“amren, we can just look in another store”

“why, love? if you liked this one, i’ll just have it made in your size.”

.

“this wine is older than me.”

you choke on the wine, before going to check how old it is. just to roll your eyes at her comment.

“it’s a lot older, ‘ren!”

“what means that’s a really good wine, love.”

EMERIE

emerie isn’t as (stupidly) rich as the others in this list. but she’s also the best at communicating here. so her presents are simple, but meaningful, what makes them really nice. she went shopping with nes and gywn and saw a candle in your favorite smell? she’s getting it. a new book you’ve been talking about? she’s buying. oh, just a cute keychain that reminds her of you? it’s already yours and she might get two so you can match.

“babe! i loved it! it’s so cute.”

“i know, right? it remembered me of you.”

“… a cat keychain remembered you of me? what are you trying to say?” you ask, a obviously fake offended tone in your voice since you don’t bother hiding your smile as you hug her.

“that you occupy way too much space in our bed” she whispers in you ear, hugging you back.

“hey!”

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SEARCHING…: QUALITY TIME

🏷 — CASSIAN X READER, KALLIAS X READER, ERIS X READER, TARQUIN X READER, FEYRE X READER, MOR X READER, EMERIE X READER

📍 — their love language is quality time

🔖 — cursing, unestablished relationship, (excepet for eris), gn!reader (you/ your pronous), kallias and his bad jokes, some writing mistakes since english isn't my first language, pining,

I. CASSIAN

“oh! look at that one, cass! looks exactly like a rabbit.”

“a rabbit? no, it’s a… oh, shit, i see it!”

you felt warmness in your chest, giggling like a child at the male by your side. you felt like a child, no worries in mind as you were lying down in the grass and watching the clouds.

after the war, you felt like you deserved it. cassian deserved it. hell, the whole prythian deserved sunny days like those, not too hot nor too cold – just the perfect weather to be outside.

cassian felt his heart skip a beat as he saw you smiling, the sun light illuminating you even if the sunshade protect your faces from it. you looked gorgeous - there was no makeup, no nice clothing and the gentle wind had messed your hair. it's not that cassian didn't like it when you were all dolled up - please, he also loved it too -, however now you looked pretty in a different way. you looked comfortable - at home, he would dare to say - by his side. did you notice the bond? had it cliked into place for you as well? or did you see him just as a friend and that was the main reason you were so comfortable by his side?

“that one is a cow.” he said, trying to block the questions that were popping in his mind.

“a cow? no way, it's a horse"

II. KALLIAS

"he must lie a lot, this snowman of yours" kallias said right after you put the carrot on the face.

"what?! why?"

"he has such a big nose." you rolled your eyes at his lame joke, turning back to the snowman to put on the rocks he would've for eyes.

it was a cold afternoon, but it wasn't unnusual at all in the winter court. kallias had been on meeting with local lords and decided to take walk after it ended to relax. it was a coincidence that he found you building a snowman in the forest.

“you look stressed”

“why do you think i look stressed?” he asked, surprised you had notice how he felt just by looking at his direction. kallias liked to think he was good at hiding his emotions.

“your shoulders are tense.” you told him as you kneeled down to get more snow “maybe this will help.”

thud

kallias was trying to process the last 10 seconds. you just threw a snowball at him, hitting his chest, and now you were laughing. for the mother, be loved your laugh.

“your face hahaha… you should’ve seen it!”

“oh, so you it’s war what you want.” he kneeled down, getting a handful of snow.

“wait, ka…” you tried to say between giggles.

“i’ll give you war” he screamed, a smile on his face as he threw the snowball at you. you manage to hide behind your snowman in time and started getting more snow as fast as you could.

III. ERIS

you hadn't felt this comfortable in a long time. you and eris were by the fireplace reading peacefully, as if meeting each other wasn't a threat to your well-being, as if you weren't hiding in a cabin he built close to the autumn border, but in the winter territory to reduce the chances of any of his father's guards coming to get you there.

rationally, eris knew beron wouldn’t do to you what he had done to jesminda, but death wasn't always the worst destiny and his father had many punishments to prove it. and eris wouldn't allow beron to use you as a way to keep him on the line.

and the best way to protect you would definitely be to not see you at all. but eris couldn't help it, he enjoyed your presence way to much to stay way.

"your book must be really boring. you know, since you've been staring at me for a few minutes now."

he chuckled, closing his book as he used an arm to bring you closer to him by your waist.

"so must be yours if you noticed it."

"it's hard to concetrate when you're staring at me like that." you rolled your eyes before turning back to your to your book, while snuggling at eris' chest.

he moved his hand to embrace your waist and kissed you on your temple. his moves certanly didn't reflect his thougths - he needed to kill beron, as quickly as possible, because it was getting harder and harder to stay way from you.

IV. TARQUIN

“am i doing this right?”

“yes… no, not really.”

“fuck, i suck at this” tarquin hissed, walking away from you to sit back on the floor, his back against the wall.

you asked the musicians that were there if they could do a brief pause, giving you and the high lord a minute by yourselves.

“‘m sorry, i’m wasting your time.” tarquin gulped as you sat by his side. “i’m never going to learn all those dances.”

“look, my lord…”

“tarquin. you can just call me tarquin” he interrupted you.

you had been teaching him dance for weeks now and tarquin would be lying if he said he didn’t develop a interest in you. the possibility of becoming high lord never crossed his mind, but now here he was, having to learn even more things, with most of his tutors treating him like a child that knew nothing. it wasn’t his fault that he was brought under the mountain too young to learn most things.

however, you were always patient with him - probably because you were just as young as him, and not almost a century older like his other tutors - and it made tarquin grew some affection towards you, always going to your classes and wanting to do good to impress you.

he enjoyed spending time with you - even if he was embarrassing himself with his lack of ability.

“ok, tarquin” you smiled “all high lords learn those dances. all of them. and you’re a lot brighter than the ones i’ve met. so, please, trust me when i say you’re fully capable of doing this.”

tarquin felt his cheeks burning. yes, he definitely was. even more with you as his tutor.

V. FEYRE

“so, like this?” you asked as you passed the paint-brush in the canvas, a light blue line appearing.

“uh-hm, you just don’t have to hold it so tight. you’ll hurt your hand.”

“sorry, i’m just nervous. are you sure we should be using a canvas already? wouldn’t it be better to start of in, i don’t know, paper?”

feyre laughed, a sweet laugh that didn’t make you think she was making fun of you. she found you endearing, to be honest, and was really happy that you came to her to learn how to paint.

“if you want to learn how to paint on paper, that’s fine. but the painting process can be different depending on where you are doing it.”

“oh, ok” you spoke before turning back to the canvas.

feyre felt her heart beat faster. you were alone in her studio and you were siting really close to her, so close she could smell your perfume and had to hold back the urge to put a lock of hair that was in your face behind your ear. maybe you wouldn’t think much of her actions, maybe you would see it as just a friendly thing, but feyre didn’t want to risk it.

you were such a good friend. she met you under the mountain and you had stick together since then. you had seen her at her worst and still befriended her. how couldn’t she fall in love?

but feyre was afraid of losing you, she couldn’t ruin such an amazing friendship by asking you out.

so she would just enjoy every second of the time you gave her, be it by teaching you how to paint, dacing in the rita or chatting late at night when the memories of under the mountain wouldn’t let any of you sleep.

she would enjoy it for as long as she co nould.

VI. MOR

"and then he just sent her away! back to him!" mor hissed. she was furious at her coussin for sending feyre, his mate and her friend, back to the spring court.

"oh, mor..." you said, patting her arm "i... i'm so sorry. and totally agree with you, but rhys is not that dumb, i think it's safe to say he wouldn't do it unless he was 100% sure she would be save. he might have a thing for self sacrifice, but i don't think it extends to his mate."

mor forced a giggle at your statement. she knew you were right, but the recent events still played in her head, together with the image of how feyre was when she went inside that mansion to save her.

but the blonde was feeling better - you had this effect on her, somehow always making her feel better, more optimistc, even when she didn't feel like it was possible.

"we can stay here. play somethin’ and chill instead of going to the rita's, if you prefer" you suggested, already getting rid of your shoes.

"well, do you have wine?" she asked, smiling.

you giggled, but didn't answer, just getting up and into the kitchen, only to come back with a bottle of her favorite wine.

"for the mother, y/n you're the best!"

and mor truly believed that. she had met many great people - and just as many terrible - but you stood out. you always manage to make her feel happier, at home. so she was always looking for excuses to spend more time with you, sometimes she would wait outside your working place for the end of your office hour so you could go out together. hell, even cassian had taken note of how much she enjoyed your company.

however, morrigan had no idea if you had got a glimpse of her true feelings, of how much she liked you as more than just a friend. there were times, after a few glasses of wine, that she had gotten so close to kissing you or spitting her feelings that she was certain there were no way you didn't know about how she felt. but, at the same time, you never treated her any different - neither less nor more than good friends.

and mor wasn't sure if she would be able to keep the act for much longer.

VII. NESTA

nesta would likely never admit it to anyone - even if she wasn't trying to hide it at the same time -, but you were the only good thing at her life at the moment.

and yes, the nightmares of being throw inside the cauldron were horrible, but the ones about losing you were just as bad.

"for the mother, nes. this place is a mess!" you pointed out after entering her apartment. she was laying in the sofa after having yet another nightmare that left her sheets soaked in sweat and tears.

"i know, sorry" she tried to get up to go to you, but she felt dizzy and had to sit again.

"when was the last time you ate?"

"yesterday. i just woke up."

"and when exactly was that?"

"...i had lunch."

"nes!"

"it was a late lunch, ok?"

"ok, this can wait." you, said, leaving the pile of clothes you got from the floor in the sofa, besides her, holding her hand instead and helping her to get up.

"let's go have some breakfast."

nesta changed in a clean dress quickly before following you out of her place. you walked slowly by her side, making small talk as nesta tried to pay attettion to every word that left your month, but sometimes she would get distrected by the way the wind would blow your hair, your how your skin shined in the morning sun. nesta always though the children of the blessed were stupid, delussional to idolize such malicious beings as the fae. however, when she looked at you, she could understand them - she also felt like you deserved to be idolized.

but you were different, you were good and cared for her without making her feel like she was in dept for that. and she was even more sure of it as you got to the coffee shop and pointed some breads that could be of her liking.

at first, nesta didn't feel like talking - she was still sleepy and hungry. but after sitting down to eat, she started telling you about the last time she saw feyre and how much of a disaster it was and how it had been a month since elain went to see her, not showing any interest of being in her presence.

and every time she made eye contact with you, seeing no sing of judgment or boredom in your face, she was even more certain about her feelings.

and when she asked your opinion, and you told her you didn't agree 100% with her behavior, but could see why she act the way she did - being understanding of her mistakes and trying to explain how she could do different without invalidating her feelings. that was when she knew she was in love with you for sure.

maybe beeing an immortal being wasn't that bad if it meant she had more time with you.

VIII. EMERIE

"i'm so mad at you"

"mad?! you should be forever grateful" emerie laughed at your comment.

she gave you one of her favorites books for your birthday, insisting you just had to read it. it took you a week to read it and now you were both at your house, talking about the plot and the characters over dinner.

"i mean, yes i kind am, but i also wish i had read it slower, you know? i already miss the characters."

"that's why i gave you your own copy instead of boring you mine, so now you can reread it whenever you want."

"the mother really blessed me with such a smart friend, didn't she?" you said rollling your eyes, making emerie laugh again. "kind wish she would also bless me by allowing me to have someone love me as much as the love interest love the protagonist."

emerie tried not to look so bothered by your statement. the truth was, she could love you like that, make you feel desired like that. but she wasn't sure if you wanted her to want you like that. you never gave any sign of seeing her as more than just a friend as she was away to scared to confess and risk losing you completily.

"by the way, that's why i'm mad at you" you said again, taking her out of her line of thoughts. "how am i supossed to date any real person after meeting such amazing characters?"

"hahahaha, yeah, nesta said the same."

"oh, by the way, how are the training?"

"it's hell, honestly." emerie started talking about funny moments of the training and updating you on how things had been between nes and cassian.

"god, she's so luck."

"did you hear me say she had to do run around the training area like, 50 times? that's not what i'd call lucky, personaly."

"no, i'm not talking about this." you laughed "i've never met the guy, but by the way you and gwyn talk about his interaction with nes, i feel like he looks at her like those men from the books look at the protagonists."

"for the cauldron, you are such a helpless romantic."

"am not!" you disagreed, laughing again.

emerie felt like she could drown in your laugh, die and be brought back to life. if only you noticed that you also had someone look at you like those characters from the books...

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It will be more of Acotar headcanons? ❤️

yees. i’m working on a longer fic right now, but soon i’ll write more headcanons

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I like your acc sm.

Can we get more prank headcanons with the acotar guys?<3

tyy <3! i wasn’t sure if you wanted the same prank with other characters or another prank, so i did the first option. but if you want something different, feel free to ask again <3

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SEARCHING…: BREAK UP PRANK (PT II)

🏷 — TARQUIN, HELION, ERIS, KALLIAS | [pt I here]

📍— you tell them you want to break up as a prank (resquested)

🔖 — gn! reader (you/ your pronouns), cursing, use of pet-names, modern!au (all except for tarquin’s - his can be read as modern!au, but not necessarily).

VI. TARQUIN

you and tarquin were resting on the beach. or at least you were.

while you peacefully read your book, tarquin talked with cresseida and varian about politics – something he had promised you not to do in his free time.

tarquin had been overworking himself on the last few months and he had barely any time to take care of himself or to stay with you.

you looked in their direction for the nth time, hoping that they would be finishing the topic about work. tarquin and varian seemed to still be deep into the conversation, but cresseida- who looked even more bored than you -, made eye contact with you and blinked an eye, saying with no sound, only the movement of her lips “prank”.

"tarquin..." you call him, but he ignores you "tarquin" you call again, louder this time, making him shift his gaze to you.

"yes, baby?"

"i think we should break up"

you regretted it as soon as the words left your mouth. you could see the dread taking over his body: his eyes dilated, his mouth opening and shouting as if he was a fish out of water and sweat going down his temple. When he got up from his chair and gave one step closer to you - just one, as if to not scare you away - even cresseide seemed to regret her suggestion.

"tar..." before you could finish your sentece, he went down on his knees.

"please, c-can we talk?" he pleaded.

"honey," you kneeled in front of him, holding his face with your hands "it was just a stupid prank, i'm sorry. i didn't mean to get you by surprise, just wanted to get you to stop talking about politics."

"oh, fuck" he hugged you tight "never, and i mean never, to this shit to me again"

"in my defense," you started, trying to light up his mood "it was cresseida's idea."

tarquin turned to face at his cousin, a death look in his eyes.

"run" he said before getting up and starting to run after her in the sand, making you and varian laugh.

VII. HELION

“y/nnnn”

helion had been annoying you for the past hour, trying to convince you to leave your books behind and go lay with him on his king size bed, which seemed very comfortable in that cold morning…

but, sadly, you couldn’t. you had to study for your finals - and helion knew that, yet he was doing everything in his power to distract you. as you tried to read the powerpoint, a way of shouting his mouth came to your mind.

“sometimes i think we should break up”

“ha, no you don’t” he denied, confident. but when you didn’t answer, nor made eye contact with him, he felt his stomach doing a flip.

“right, y/n? you didn’t mean it”

when helion didn’t receive an answer again, he got up from his bed, going in your direction. he held your face without hurting you, but forcing eye contact.

“say you didn’t mean it.”

you wanted to stay silent, to prove that you could be just as annoying. however, when you saw the hurt in his eyes, you groaned.

“i didn’t. got the idea from a prank i saw” you murmured.

“i think i deserve a hour of cuddling after this”

VIII. ERIS

you hated to spend time around the vanserra family. however, lucien was an exception. your boyfriend’s youngest brother was definitely one of your bests friends.

so when he showed you the video of that prank, you had been looking for an opportunity to do it. and when eris called you saying he would be back home earlier, you knew it was your opportunity.

you placed your phone in a place in a discreet way but with enough space to film it, as lucien requested.

and when eris opened the door, you knew you had chosen the right day, since he seemed more relaxed than usual after coming home from work.

“hey, hon”

“i want to break up” you said without getting up from the sofa, not wanting to get a way from the camera focus.

eris coughed, choking on air – the blood on his face gone.

“hm… i…” he coughed again, cleaning his throat “can i know why?”

you didn’t answer, looking at anywhere but him.

“is there anything i can do to change your mind?”

again, no answer.

“please, love” you noticed his voice was closer before he appeared in your field of vision “talk to me”.

you didn’t plan on giving in so soon, but you never saw that look on his face - never. eris was one of the least emotional people you knew and even after dating for months you had a hard time reading his expression.

however, you could see the fear in his eyes as he kneeled before you, making him look to much like a boy scared of the storm – and the hand on your knee as if you were the plush he needed to feel safe.

“oh, eris” you said, hugging his shoulders and he hugged your waist. “i’m so sorry, this was just a stupid prank” you pointed to the phone.

eris was silent for a few seconds before getting up and looking from the phone to you.

“lucien?”

you agreed with a head gesture.

“fuck you both” he walked towards the bathroom.

“wait, eris! i’m sorry!” you shouted as you went to your phone, turning of the video.

“you’re sleeping on the couch tonight” he screamed before shooting the door.

you started banging on the door, trying to hold your laugh.

“babe… please, open the door. let me wash your hair as an apology”

eris didn’t say anything, he just unlocked the door – letting you in.

IX. KALLIAS

“it’s not that! he’s just… a home guy” you said for the nth time, trying to explain to your friends why your boyfriend hadn’t come to another party.

you were telling the truth: kallias didn’t like parties, even less college parties. but sometimes you wished he would go to have fun and dance and drink with you. you felt down seeing your friends with their significant other’s having fun, while yours was always at home, not necessarily doing something important.

“does he even care about you?” one your friends asked.

“of course he does”

“then why don’t you prank him?” other said “call him and say you want to break up”

it wasn’t a good idea, you knew it. but you had had a feel drinks and you were upset with him. so you went outside of the house where the music wasn’t so loud.

surprisingly, none of your friends followed you. still, you called him.

“hm, hi?” he picked up, his voice slightly sleep.

“i think we should break up”

the line was quiet for a few seconds, before he asked:

“you still in that party?”

“hm, yes?”

“wait there” and he ended the call.

to say you were surprised was an understatement. kallias never was the type to go and act. so instead of calling him and telling him it was just prank, you took your chance to see if he really cared.

you just didn’t expect him to care so much as to show up in his penguin kigurumi.

“oh, mother” you laughed as he pushed you to the car, his blush going to his ears was he tried to get there was as fast possible, hoping no one would see him.

“why are you laughing?”

“are tou serious?! i never thought you would show up, let alone wearing your kigurumi.”

“we needed to talk! and break up talks are not meant to happen through call”

“oh, ‘lias” you putted one hand on his cheek, feeling him cover it with his own “‘m sorry, it was just prank.”

“why would you do that?!” he asked as he let fo of your hand, his voice low but with some angry in it.

he was truly hurt.

“i-i don’t know. my friends came with the idea, saying you didn’t care enough to come with me to the parties. and i wanted to prove them wrong. prove to myself that they’re wrong”

neither of you looked at the other when you finished, silence filling the car. you felt bad for upsetting him, but you were happy that he had came to you.

“i’m sorry. i just really hate loud music and…”

“no, it’s fine! you don’t have to be uncomfortable to show me you care. just… i don’t know, try showing it in other ways, but in ways i notice.”

“like going out in public places in my kigurumi?” he smiled at you, finally looking you in the eyes again.

“yeah, stuff like that.”

you both stayed silent for a few minutes, only holding hands, before kallias asked:

“do you want to go back inside? i-i really don’t want to go in wearing this, but if you…”

“nah,” you squished his hand “let’s just go home and cuddle”

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ACOTAR HEADCANONS

BREAK UP PRANK ⇢ ft. rhys, cass, az, lucien, tamlin

BREAK UP PRANK II ⇢ ft. tarquin, helion, eris, kallias

LOVE LANGUAGE: QUALITY TIME ⇢ ft. cass, kallias, eris, tarquin, feyre, mor, emerie, nesta

LOVE LANGUAGE: GIFT GIVING ⇢ ft. tarquin, tamlin, rhysand, eris, amren, emerie

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SEARCHING…: BREAK UP PRANK

🏷 — RHYS, CASS, AZ, LUCIEN, TAM | PT. II

📍 — you prank them saying you want to break up

🔖 — fluff, gn! reader, tears, implied modern!au (? - but not necessarily), reader/ y/n is kind mean?, shirtless rhys , cursing, ooc az? i guess.

I. RHYSAND

“can we talk?” you ask when you see him enter the kitchen. you almost gave in when rhys walked in shirtless, only wearing his pijama pants. but you decided to go on with the prank, keeping your eyes on the kettle in front of you – even when he walked behind you, hugging and kissing you in the cheek.

“ ‘course, wanna discuss over breakfast?”

“i think we should break up”

the kitchen was silent for a few seconds before he let go of you and started laughing. loud. really loud.

“what type of reaction is that?”

“sorry, darling, it’s just…” he didn’t manage to finish his sentence, laughing again. 

you weakly punched his shoulder, only causing him to laugh more.

“so you don’t care if i end things?!”

rhys caught his breath, a smile still on his face as he got closer to you again, putting his hands on your hips.

“i know it’s a prank. you would never break up…”

“narcissis…”

“at least, not like this.” he pushed you against his chest, whispering in your ear “not after what we did last night.”

you push him back, going back to preparing the breakfast as you tried to hide your smile.

II. CASSIAN

cass was cooking lunch, his back turned to you in a way that allowed you to see juts how tense he got when he heard you.

“maybe we should break up.”

‘maybe we shouldn’t?!’ he thought to himself, trying to remember any recent arguments or anything that could make you think it would be better if you ended your relationship.

“hm. is it because of that flower vase your mom gave you?” he asked, not making eye contact with you. he didn’t want you to see his expression – how scared he was to loose you.

“no-wait… which vase?”

“oh…” he finally turned to look at you “so, it has nothing to do with it?” he asked as you got up to look at said vase, just now noticing the huge crack it had on its side, with a layer of tape keeping it from falling apart.

“cassian!”

“babe, i swear it was an accident! i was cleaning the house and bumped my elbow in it.” he got closer to you as he explained, arms open to hug you.

you just crossed your arms and rolled your eyes at him. he didn’t got scared by your attitude, still giving you a kiss on the cheek.

“so, why would ya wanna break up with me?”

“it was a prank. didn’t thought it would have this out come”

“and i had a great plan to blame mor over the whole vase situation.”

you tried to hold your laugh at his statement, but he noticed and hugged you, not minding your still crossed arms.

“so… no breaking up?” he asked when he felt you hug him back. you could feel his heart beating anxiously against yourself.

“nah. i never really liked that vase.”

III. AZRIEL

you knew azriel needed a few minutes to turn his brain on after he woke up, so you thought the best moment to prank him would be in the early morning, before he could fully wake up.

it was your best chance.

so when he started moving that morning, trying to bring you closer to him to cuddle, you got up from the bed keeping your back towards him.

“kitten?”

“let’s break up”

“…”

you looked over your shoulder, worried with his silence.

azriel was looking at the bed, a confused expression on his face. he blinked for longer periods, as if to move himself from the sleepiness crowding his mind.

“look, y/n” he called you as he got up “i know i’m not the best at showing my feelings and whatever. but i care about you a lot and… fuck, is there anything i can do to change your mind?”

“oh, az” you jumped on his arms, hugging him.

“er, did you change your mind already?”

“no, silly. it was a prank”

he stepped back, looking at you surprised.

“and you thought it would be a good idea to do it first thing in the morning?”

“c’mon! we both know that you would realize it was a prank at any other situation.”

“you’ll be the death of me” he whispered.

but he hugged you back and there was a smile on his face.

IV. LUCIEN

“we need to talk” you say as soon as he gets home from work.

“not even an ‘welcome back, honey’?” lucien smirked, despise being confused by your sudden ask. it wasn’t like you to receive him this way, without even saying a bare “hi”. just by it, he knew something was off. “can i at least shower first?”

“i think we should break up” you stated, trying your best to keep a straight face.

the only answer you received was lucien’s bag hitting the floor. you didn’t mean to startle him, but you had been trying to make this prank since he got back from his trip last week, but it always slipped your mind. and as you looked at his golden eyes, you wished you hadn’t done it.

“i-is it…” he cleared his throat “is it because of the trips? because i can call jurian…”

“no, lu, it’s just…”

“i know i’ve been distant recently, but…” he quaked, not listening to you, leaving you with only one option. you got up from your sit and walked to him, holding his face and getting on the tip of your toes so you could kiss him – and interrupt his line of thinking.

“sorry, lu. it was a stupid prank. i don’t wanna break up.”

“fuck.” he said, hugging you “stop spending so much time with vassa.”

“haha i promise” you hugged him back.

V. TAMLIN

you knew the last days had been stressful to tamlin, having to meet his father to discuss business-related stuff – and he didn’t exactly enjoyed the family business, or his father for that matter.

still, a part of you thought it would be a good idea to prank him. maybe it would somehow help him relax?

“i want to break up.” you were both having dinner at his place and as you said it, tamlin chocked on his food. “oh, god, you ok?”

you got up and went to him, petting his back.

“ ‘m fine” he murmured between coughs, catching his breath. “i mean, probably not since you want to end things.”

he wasn’t making eye contact with you, but you could see him clenching his fists and hear the bitterness in his voice.

“i wouldn’t want to be part of this mess of a family if i were you too”

now, tamlin sucked at showing feelings and was learning how to communicate better, but you could hear the honest in his voice, how he believed with his whole being that he’s the problem and that you’re better of without him.

so you sat on his lap, taking to your advantage that he had pushed back his chair when he chocked. he was surprised by your action, turning his head up to face you.

you kissed him on the lips, just a peck first and then longer.

“sorry, tam. it was a stupid prank i saw online. shouldn’t have done it.”

he pushed you against him again, his arms strongly hugging your waist.

“don’t do this shit to me” he said against your neck.

“hahaha sorry, babe.”

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🏷 — LUCIEN X READER

🔖 — you and lucien make a deal

📍 — mention of a bare chest (m), modern! au, gn! reader (you/ your pronouns)

“i like your nose”

you rolled your eyes at your boyfriend, who held you in his arms. 

“don’t try and fool me, i’m getting a rhinoplasty the first chance i get”

“i mean, if you don’t really like it, i’ll support you. but i do think you have a pretty noose.” lucien said, pecking it before gently biting it, making you giggle.

“so let’s make a deal.”

“oh, shit, no”

“whyy?” you giggled again, giving him a weak push on his naked chest.

“i learned the hard way to never make deals with you, sweetheart. they are kind of unusual.”

“just because i tricked you once or twice to get what i wanted…”

“once or twice?!”

“fuck you, you liked it.”

“yeah, gotta admit it’s one of the things i admire about you.”

“you mean, my ability to out-smart you?” 

“i’m gettin’ up.” he moved to sit on the bed, but you held his arm.

“wait, wait! i promise this is a nice deal that doesn’t involve you cooking dinner for me for a whole week.”

“i’m listening”

“i’ll believe you like my nose and even start trying to like it if you promise to do the same with your scar.” you said, gently tracing the mark on his face.

and only because you were really close did you notice how lucien seemed on the edge of crying, his eye shining with tears. 

“yeah, that deal is nice.” he said with a choked voice he failed to mask.

that was another part of you lucien loved, probably one of his favorites - the way you looked at him as if he was worthy of being loved, and how you always managed to make him believe you.

he gave you a kiss on your forehead and started playing with your hair as he pulled you closer to him. as if it was your second nature, you cuddled him, getting comfortable and feeling your eyes heavier.

lucien smiled down at you, seeing you fall asleep. and when he thought you had slept, he whispered:

"i love you."

"love you too, lu" you murmured back.

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ACOTAR DRABBLES

[07:02] | feysand x reader

where you hold feyre’s hair and wonder if you already used all your good luck

[23:56] | lucien x reader

where you and lucien make a deal

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[07:02]

🏷 — FEYRE X READER (X RHYS)

📍— gn! reader, polyrelathionship but rhys is just mentioned, mention of alcohol, fluff, small spoiler from the first and third book in the end, clingy hungover feyre

🔖 — you hold feyre’s hair and wonder if you already used all your good luck

"i'm never drinkin' again" feyre muttered after flushing down whatever she had on her stomach.

"gonna pretend i believe you" you stated, letting her hair fall down her shoulders. "you can go back to bed, rest a little more. i'm going to prepare breakfast to us."

you helped her get on her feet, planning on heading to the kitchen when your mate hugged you from behind.

"the bed will be cold"

"nah, rhys is there."

"yeah, but you're a lot nicer to cuddle"

you rolled your eyes, however not daring to move from her embrace. "for the mother, hungover makes you clingy."

"stop acting like you're not enjoying feelin' my breasts on your back"

you giggled, finally moving her arms so you could turn around and give her a peck on the lips.

"gonna make your favorite dish for dinner if you go back to bed now"

"you're spending to much time with rhys, you even learned his dirt tricks."

you giggled again, pecking her noose.

"who's the one pretending to not enjoy somethin' now, hm?"

you've learned to appreciate moments like those, no matter how ordinary they could seem. after almost losing them both, any moment with them were precious, even more with the constants nightmares you had, making you remember the terrifying silence you felt throug the bond - first under the mountain and then on the war against hybern. all the moments you had with them felt stolen, like you had wasted all the luck you could possible have by finding not one, but your two mates and being able to have both by your side, loving you endlessy - and now the mother was just waiting to rip all out of your reach.

so be it holding feyre's hair as she threw up or spend nights wake holding rhys' hand to make him realize he wasn't under the mountain anymore, you would be apreciating all of it. loving all of them.

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tba

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tba

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BOOKS I’LL WRITE FOR:

: ̗̀➛ ACOTAR;

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: ̗̀➛ BATTLE ROYALE;

: ̗̀➛ MAGNUS CHASE;

: ̗̀➛ TWILIGHT;

: ̗̀➛ A SONG OF FIRE AND ICE;

: ̗̀➛ IT.

I DON’T WRITE:

incest/ stepcest;

for OCs;

r*pe;

romance with underage characters. all characters will be aged up in romantic scenarios.

crossover

I WRITE:

smut/ nsfw

cnc

xreader (mostly if not only)

same gender relationships/ queer! reader

polyrelathionships

AU!

> all my works will have its tw specified in the beginning.

> english is NOT my first language, so it’s possible that my works have grammatical errors.

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