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Say You Won't Let Go

Cassian X reader

Summary: You need an Illyrian Warrior to protect you from a nasty storm.

Content warning: Storms.

A/N I just realized I don't have a lot of Cassian Fluff. So here you go!

Thunder clapped, jolting you awake. You detested storms how the house would shake after a large boom or when lightning would light up the entire city that was shrouded in darkness. Being in high altitude in the house of wind only made this fear worse. Lightning lit up your room, causing your heart rate to quicken you soid out of your bed put on your slippers and headed to the one person who could quiet the noise.

Knocking the door, you bounced your weight from side to side as Cassian opened the door. He rubbed those sweet hazel eyes, trying to get the sleep out of them. "I was wondering when I would see you, Sweetheart." Heat rose to your cheeks, "Storm bugging you again?" You nod in response as he opens the door wide enough to let you in.

As you walked in, Thunder rumbled, shaking the whole house. You gasped and jumped into Cassian, back hitting his bare chest. He gripped your arms lightly and pressed a kiss to your hair. "I'm not going to let the storms get you. C'mon, let's go to bed."

He guided you over to the bed and tucked you into the side away from his balcony door. He flared his wings as if he knew lightning was coming because his light illuminated the wings. You could see every scar and membrane on them for a moment. When the lightning disappeared is when Cassian came to bed. You blinked. It dawned on you that he blocked your view of the storm.

He slid into bed, flaring out one wing to keep your eyes from wandering to the glass. "Come here." His words caused butterflies in your stomach as Cassian opened his arms, and you slid right in them. His muscled arms tucking you close to his chest.

"Thank you, Cassian." You whispered yawning.

"Anything for you. Now go to sleep." His eyes began to drift back to sleep.

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Sweetheart."

And you fell asleep to the sound of his heartbeat the music of the storm long forgotten, in the arms of your mate.

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🏅📚🍰? 💕

🏅 What is something you recently felt proud of in regard to your writing (finished a fic, actually planned for once, etc).

Hmmm writing this scene:

Thump, Thump.

My heart feels like it’s going to beat out of my chest. His eyes pin me to the floor, incapable of moving. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the blue dagger tail moving her head back and forth. It’s the gasp of the crowd that pulls me from Xaden’s gaze.

Thump, Thump.

The blues dragon takes a step down, and my squad parts make room for her. Her yellow eyes are looking directly at me as she takes another step forward. Dain’s face paled as he watched on, but its movement to my left caught my attention. Xaden moves from where he is standing. His face is unreadable. It’s the quaking step of the dragon in front of me, and my heart rate quickens as her yellow eyes take me in.

Thump, Thump, Thump

Despite the paralyzing fear, that I may very well die in the next few seconds I take in the creature before me. Her large horns curve on the top of her head. Her scales up close shimmer with various hues of blue and hints of black near the base of her scales, which makes her eyes stand out. Her nostrils flair, it feels like a challenge, as if she is begging for me to turn and run.

Thump, Thump, Thump.

I will not die today. I take a glance at where Dain is and spot Violet right beside him, terror on her face. She knows dragons better than I do, though I know enough, she knows my rate of survival is potentially slim here. I close my eyes and try to keep my breathing even. My heart erupting in my ears.

Thump, Thump, Thump.

I get down on my knees, my hands remaining at my sides. “What the fuck is she doing?” Jack Barlow’s voice carries over the silence that has fell amongst the court. No one else says a word as I bend forward lowering myself until my forehead touches the cool brick, the small grooves pressed against my skin. I close my eyes and I mentally recite different dance positions in my head trying to ease the fear.

Thump, Thump, Thump.

My breathing begins to even out when I feel the warm steam pressing against my neck. I take the risk and lift my head; the dragon nods her head. Is she giving me the okay to rise? Another dip of her head, and I slowly rise to my feet. As I do I meet her gaze once more, it’s just her and I, the world around us since forgotten. The dragon does something to my surprise, she cranes her neck where the tip of her snout touches the floor. She is bowing to me. The message is clear, a sign of mutual respect.

Thump, Thump.

She raises her head but keeps it low as she cranes her neck out for me. I cannot even see her eyes as she comes near and presses her snout to my chest. The chatter amongst the crowd is indistinguishable. I press my hand to her snout, her scales feel like leather under my touch, a smile forms on my cheeks, fear suddenly turning into elation. “Hello, Beautiful.” My voice was unable to reach above a whisper. She huffs in response and moves back to where she was perched before.

Adrenaline must be widdling from my body fast because I grip Ridoc’s shoulder tightly as my world tilts.

Thump, Thump.

I just survived my first encounter with a dragon.

📚 Do you read your own fic?

Yes. As much as I don't enjoy it, I do read them. Mostly as a gauge of what I can improve on or how far I've come. It is important to do it even though reading it makes Me sometimes.

🍰 Name one of your fave comfort fics (doesn’t have to be your all time fave).

Basgiath (Remi's Version) by @skyfallscotland

And

Heavy by @readychilledwine

This Cassian Fic I read multiple time the way Liz writes Cassian is my absolute favorite.

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Hello friend

✏️, 🌙 & 🌝, but I'm also going rogue and asking if you're a dancer irl and that's where Lydia gets it from?

-🩵🩵

Hi friend!

✏️ Do you write every day?

I try to! Some days are harder than others, and some days, my day job just sucks so much out of me. I come home and go straight to bed. But I will try to get some words on the page. (I have a minimum of 3 notebooks on my person at all times

🌙  What time of day do you prefer to write? Why?

I prefer nighttime. Now, whether that's when I am home from work or when my dog wakes me up at ungodly hours. It's the time when the house is most quiet and I can focus on my stories.

🌝 Who is one character you haven’t yet written for that you would like to?

Xaden Riorson was a big one that I avoided writing for the longest time. I guess the next one I would love to write more of Ridoc or Liam

As for the bonus rogue question. I am not a dancer myself. However, I admire the hard work, pain, and athleticism that goes with it. I have a few people in my life who used to dance, and I just was so taken by it. In writing Lydia, I have done some research about various dancing positions as I can to keep it genuine. When I came up with her character Dancing Through Life from the musical Wicked came to my mind and I thought, "Wouldn't it be beautiful for a woman with the heart of an artist get thrown into the Rider's quadrant?" And Lydia appeared.

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👀😈✨👩‍🏭 For the ask game! (If I’ve got any of these emojis wrong please don’t judge I just can’t see 😂)

👀 Do you have any WIPs that you would never let see the light of day? If yes, what are they about?

Not at the moment...though I have some of the most unhinged ideas that I could have some in the future.

😈 Is there anything you enjoy doing that you think your readers hate?

Tease and end things on intense cliffhangers. Nothing I enjoy more than to have my readers hanging on the edge of their seat. It's evil, and I won't stop 😈 (RIP to my Unwavering Presence Readers)

✨ Choose three adjectives to complement your own writing.

Mils is going to make me love my work against my will I swear!

Lovely (To My beautiful FMC)

Beautiful (the way I show how a couple feels towards one another)

Brave (All my FMC are brave, whether aggressively, gently, quietly, my girls are brave)

👩‍🏭 If one of your fics was going to get you arrested, which one and why?

If one could go to jail for causing her readers to cry. Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again and House of Memories. Also, probably A Dragon Without its Rider. Oh and probably Unwavering Presence and I Wanna Be Yours as well... 😁😁😁

Ask Game

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Anyone need a good cry today?

Somewhere only we know

~ Azriel X Fem!Reader

Summary: Azriel comes to visit you for the first time in a while.

Warnings: Angsty goodness

He could hear it now; your call beckoning him closer.

The dulcet tones of your laughter echoing amongst the evening birdsong as Azriel approached.

It was a path the shadowsinger had walked a hundred times before. The bowing oak trees and the familiar tune of the flowing beck all working to guide Azriel towards his final destination.

Towards you.

Yet even the forest wasn't safe from the golden hands of time. The gnarled roots and overgrown canopy a glaring sign that it had been far too long since Azriel had last come to see you.

Where he was once able to run freely alongside you, Azriel now found himself uncomfortably squeezing through the wild underbrush. Wings tightly curling into his back out of fear of catching them on the thicket of brambles which now lined the once clear path.

Perhaps a year was too long to wait.

Perhaps Azriel should have visited you sooner.

Your voice continued to grow louder with each step taken, the wind beginning to carry the recognizable scent of your sweet perfume.

Azriel inhaled deeply, allowing the delicate aroma of honeysuckle and jasmine to wash away his worries. A calming peace, that only ever makes itself known when in the presence of your company, began to warmly settle in his chest.

"Hello my love"

Azriel called softly into the air, the gentle twinkling of a wind chime greeting him in response as the evening sun broke through the canopy above to lay a welcoming kiss onto his cheek.

"I've missed you," the shadowsinger continued, moving towards the fallen trunk of a tree in order to take a seat, "I'm sorry I've been gone so long."

Another melodic chime answered, assuring Azriel that his absence needed no excuse.

"But I couldn't miss spending my birthday with you, I don't think you would have let me"

The wind laughed in reply, a soothing breeze coming to caress his smiling cheek as Azriel lifted a shaky hand to meet the ghost of your own.

Eyes beginning to water at your phantom touch, the male cleared his throat before reaching into the pocket of his leathers. "I've brought you a letter," Azriel started to explain, pulling out the carefully folded piece of paper, "of all the things you've missed since I was last here. I wrote it all down just so I didn't forget to tell you anything."

The orange sun glowed a little brighter, so as to provide Azriel with enough light to read his letter. The forest falling into a peaceful silence in order to ensure that you heard every word the shadowsinger had to say.

"Feyre is pregnant again, I think Rhys would kill me if I didn't tell you that first," Azriel grinned at the smile of excitement he could picture you wearing at the news, taking the time to burn the image into his mind before continuing, "Nyx is convinced it's a girl, and if it is her wants her to be named after you of course. He always talks about his favourite auntie."

Azriel allows himself to pause, needing a moment to calm his wavering breath before he could say any more, the harsh lines of a frown beginning to cross his face.

"Cas says hello. He'd come here if he could, you know that. But I don't think I'm quite ready to share this place with anyone else yet. He's fine, Nesta too. They're kept busy by little Sofia most of the time, ever since she learnt how to fly she's been wreaking havoc all over Velaris."

A robin flittered down from the trees, perching by where Azriel was sat, its small head tilted in silent understanding. Appreciating the company, a slight smile flickered across Azriel's lips as he turned his watery eyes back to the letter grasped between his trembling hands.

"Elain and Lucien are finally back from their trip around Prythian. They went to Spring - to that meadow I took you to for our anniversary. She . . . she brought me back some flowers, said they reminded her of you."

Azriel's tears finally began to fall as he carefully folded the letter once more, tucking it away into the safety of his leathers, placing it into the pocket right above his heart.

"And me . . ." Azriel started, voice cracking as he tried to recall what he had done since he was last here, his surroundings taking him back to a time when you had once been sat here with him, "Well I've not really done anything at all."

The male's hands move to clasp onto the two rings resting on a chain around his neck, thumb working to brush the cool metal in the hope of receiving some comfort, "Some days it feels like time has scarcely moved at all . . . On those days I like to close my eyes and picture you - us - here in the forest. Running through the trees like we used to do, hiding from our responsibilities for as long as we could."

Azriel deeply exhaled as he watched the robin fly away, tears still falling as he continued to speak, "And then I open my eyes . . . and remember you're gone" Azriel's words are interrupted by a harrowing sob falling from his lips, "I don't know how much longer I can do this. I'm getting old my love, sometimes I worry that one day I'll come back here and you won't recognize me anymore. That our love will fall victim to the hands of time just as the forest has."

The chimes twinkle once more, a gentle reminder that you are never truly gone, the ever-changing wind whispering promises that your love was one to last for eternity.

"I know" Azriel sadly smiles, letting go of the rings in order to brush away his tears, the thought of your heartbroken expression enough to dry his eyes, "I just miss you, that's all. Not a day goes by where I don't think of you."

The trees lightly rustle in response.

Azriel stayed to talk to you long into the night. The conversation never fading, nor growing dull, even when the moon had said its goodbyes and the sun had risen once more.

If time was all Azriel could offer you these days, then his time was what you would receive. For each hour spent in your special spot, was another hour of keeping your memory alive.

Another hour Azriel got to spend with you.

When the time came for Azriel to reluctantly leave the forest, his responsibilities too pressing to ignore for much longer, the shadowsinger whispered a promise into the wind that he would return once more. Swearing that you would not have to wait so long to see him again.

With each step he took, the scent of rosemary and sweet pea grew stronger, your calming aroma fading as Azriel walked further and further away.

And as Azriel turned to look at you once more, he could have sworn he heard you calling after him. Words unintelligible as your voice became lost amongst the birdsong.

But he could feel it, the assurance that he wasn't alone.

The piece of you that had been trapped here, now safely tucked within the confines of his heart.

So carry you home he would.

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Fanfic Ask Game (the movie, the sequel)

In celebration of me actually working on a fic, I made y’all an ask game instead of continuing to work on that fic. Pls enjoy.

💖 What do you like most about your own writing?

😐 What embarrasses you most about your own writing?

👻 What is one WIP you think you may never pick back up?

👀 Do you have any WIPs that you would never let see the light of day? If yes, what are they about?

📥 What is your fave fic to receive comments/messages on?

✏️ Do you write every day?

🖊 Post a snippet from a current WIP.

🏅 What is something you recently felt proud of in regard to your writing (finished a fic, actually planned for once, etc).

😈 Is there anything you enjoy doing that you think your readers hate?

🌙  What time of day do you prefer to write? Why?

👖 Are you a planner, plantser, or pantser? Is it consistent?

📊 Current number of WIPs

👨‍👧‍👧 Do you tell people in real life that you write fic? 

🌝 Who is one character you haven’t yet written for that you would like to?

📝 What is one growth area you have for your writing?

📚 Do you read your own fic?

🌈 What inspired you to write [insert fic here]?

🤔 What is the hardest part of writing fic?

🧠 What’s an idea you have that you can’t quite call a WIP yet?

💻 Do you do research for your fics? What’s the deepest dive you’ve done?

✨ Choose three adjectives to complement your own writing.

💭 What is a headcanon you have about your own work?

🍰 Name one of your fave comfort fics (doesn’t have to be your all time fave).

👩‍🏭 If one of your fics was going to get you arrested, which one and why?

⏰ Do you spend more time reading fic, writing fic, or do you do both equally?

💋 [Freeform - what is something you want to know about one of poster’s fics?]

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Take A Break

High Lord Eris Vanserra X High Lady Fem Reader

Summary: Eris comes home from business at the Spring Court. Only to hear reports from the staff that his High Lady has been working herself to the ground and not taking care of herself.

Dedicated to @milswrites and @eve175 who are constantly making sure I am taking care of me and getting proper rest. I adore you both!

Content Warning: I did not proofread this. This fluff, but Reader hasn't slept and has had some disordered eating habits (she has been working so hard

Peep the Critical Role Reference for any Critters reading this 😉

ACOTAR MASTERLIST

Eris Vanserra was glad to be home. Sure, working with Tamlin to rebuild the Court was mutually beneficial. Tamlin gets his court back, and Eris rebuilds a strong alliance with the spring. It was work worth fighting for to repair what Beron destroyed. However, he was itching to get home to his mate.

You were the apple of his eye, the moment the bond snapped on Calanami, his first as High Lord. Eris held no hesitation when it came to making you his High Lady. He watched how hard you worked at your bookshop. He knew you could handle it.

Reaching the stables, The Autumn High Lord handed his esteemed steed to the young fae male working. "Take care of sweet, Vex'ahlia, will you?" Eris gave the lad a warm smile and received an eager head nod. "Thank you."

Entering the palace, he was greeted by your two ladies-in-waiting. "My lord." The older woman bowed the younger one fidgeting, Eris picked up on the nervous behavior. "How was your trip?"

Eris bowed his head in return, "Very well, Maxine, but I am ready to see my wife. Though I suspect with the look on both of your faces, something is wrong." He tugged on the bond and found a quick tug back in return, and he couldn't help the sigh of relief that slipped past his lips.

Maxine sighed, "Sir, she has been sleeping in the study."

"If she sleeps at all." The younger one, Nadine muttered.

Maxine ignored her and continued, "We have barely gotten her to eat. She has buried herself so deep into work that she simply forgets that warm food is right there. I'm not trying to speak out of turn."

Eris gripped the older woman's shoulder, "You are not. I appreciate you telling me. Is she still in the study."

"Yes, High Lord."

Eris laughed, "Maxine, you can call me Eris. After all, you did change my diapers."

Maxine smiled, "I'll you whatever you like if you go take care of that wife of yours."

Eris kissed her cheek, "Yes ma'am," With that, he went to go find his High Lady.

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You ran your fingers through your hair as you scribbled notes on some parchment. These last few days, you buried yourself in paperwork. Just when you thought you were done. More stacks would form. Not wanting to fall behind and with Eris being gone, you had decided to dedicate the time to working. Only to find you were getting overwhelmed, feeling like you could never walk away, missing meals, not sleeping, you were burning out.

You turned to grab more blank parchment when a voice came from the doorway, "Now what do we have here." You turned to find Eris there, his red curls laying atop of his head and the russet colors of his eyes gleaming in the fae light."

You dropped the materials in your hands. "When did you get back?" You bounced off your seat and ran to him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"I just got here." He held you close, taking in your scent. "I heard something interesting, though."

You blinked, "Oh?"

He kissed your head, "My Little Dove has not been taking care of herself." You opened your mouth to protest, but he pressed his lips to yours. "There is no fighting me on this."

You sighed, "Okay."

He winnowed you to the kitchen. It being so late the kitchen staff was gone. Eris put on an Apron and you quirked a brow. "You cook?"

Eris smiled, "I do." He tossed an apron at you. "And I am going to show you how to make my favorite me." Your cheeks warmed, remembering how you gave him a small plate of cheese to accept the bond.

You walked over to him, "Ready to Learn."

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Cooking with Eris was fun, and you learned that the high lord had a playful side. He'd sneak up behind you to try the sauce you were making. Dipping his finger to dab it on your nose, causing you to giggle. Once everything was cooking he pulled you into his arms and you began to dance.

He pulled you into a waltz with no music. And you watched as his smile grew, his freckles popping out by the fire and the fae lights. He wasn't worried about work, or his brothers, or his responsibilities. He was beautiful.His main focus was you. He pulled you closer, his hands sliding close to the curve of your ass. He kissed you.

He tried to deepen the kiss, but the kettle screamed that the water was boiling. Pulling away, you smiled and grabbed the kettle. Once the meal was prepped, Eris made your place and insisted he feed you.

"I am fully capable of feeding myself. I am High Lady." You pouted and Eris quirked a brow instantly causing you to fix your attitude.

"Yes, you are my High Lady. You're also zeroed in on your work so much this week you barely ate. So I am taking care of you." He patted his lap, "Sit, Dove." You obeyed, and the smell of the food made your mouth water. He scooped up some of the food with the utensil and leveled it to your mouth. "Open." You opened your mouth on command, and he placed the food in your mouth, and you moaned in pleasure. The flavor exploded in your mouth.

He fed you until the meal was gone. "Why haven't you been taking care of yourself?"

You met his Russet eyes and sighed, "I didn't do it on purpose. It simply felt like everyone needed me. I just lost track of time."

He sighed and kissed your bare shoulder peaking out of your sweater. "You need breaks. They are important. You'll burn yourself out or wither away into nothing if you don't." His eyes grew serious, "I don't want to see my mate suffering."

"I'm sorry." You leaned your head against his.

"Don't apologize to me. You need to apologize to yourself. You deserve to love yourself and see yourself as worthy of breaks." He held you close. "Okay."

"Okay... I may need gentle reminders." You whispered, a full belly causing the exhaustion to take hold.

"I will give you those gentle reminders." He kissed your forehead as your eyes fluttered close. Allowing the smell of autumn leaves and cinnamon from your mate to bring you comfort.

When you fell asleep, Eris carried you in his arms. Hands wrapped around your knees and shoulders and walked you to your shared bedroom. Placing you on your side of the bed, he pulled the covers over you. "Sweet Dreams, Little Dove." He kissed your head, causing you to stir and just turn over. The High Lord left your room and headed to your study where he would finish the paperwork that was stacked on your desk.

Fin

@secret-third-thing for your Eris reading pleasure

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@milswrites oh look its Xander 🤣🤣🤣

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Any fourth wing authors interested please take this poll 😊

Putting out a feeler for numbers…how many of you would be interested in a fourth wing fic challenge?

@justallihere and I have noticed there’s still not that many fics for the size of the fandom and there are also a lot of people here who express that they’d like to write but they’re too nervous or haven’t before, so we thought a fun thing to do would be a fic challenge!

Basically we’d get it set up, you’d send in that you wanted to do it and whether you’d prefer angst or fluff, and we’d send you back a prompt for you to write a little piece—minimum 500 words, no maximum.

Please click on the poll if you’re interested :) would hate for it to just be us 😂

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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

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Unwavering Presence Teaser

“You’re not taking her!” Cassian snarled his siphons blaring. His face held a mixture of emotions I didn’t care to decipher. Azriel’s siphons flared in response. “She asked for me. This is Rhys direct order. I’m taking her home.”  Cassian swung at the Shadow Singer only for Azriel’s shadows to flair out and push him to a chair. I stepped out of the room as shadows pinned Cassian to the chair. “Azriel.” Both males looked over at me Cassian had a pained look on his face and opened his mouth to speak. Az’s shadows wrapped over his mouth as Azriel glared at him. “You don’t get to speak.” Cassian lunged at Azriel, and I jumped back gasping. Cassian slammed back in the chair trying to fight Azriel’s shadows and I moved closer to the Spy Master. His hand slipped through mine and Cassian glared as his hazel eyes, cold and unyielding, he watched our hands intertwine. Always hoping someone will save you. Cassian’s words swirled in my head and when our gazes meet, I can tell that he knows what words are filtering through my head, as his gaze shifts from cold to guilty. I tried releasing Azriel’s hand, but he gripped tighter. “She is going to gather her things and we are going to leave.” Cassian dipped his head in what appeared to be shame as Azriel continued, “Rhys expects you home in three days’ time. Meaning that he does not want to see you until then. Nod if you understand, Cassian.”  Cassian gave a nod. “Good.” Azriel led me to my room, and he shut the door, and I closed my eyes my heartbeat racing. My thoughts began to overtake my senses. Weak Pathetic Worthless You don’t belong with him. You don’t belong with anyone. You. Don’t. Belong. I choked on a sob leaning against the bed post. Shadows swirling up to my cheeks, kissing away the tears.

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CELEBRATION

Alright now that I have some words! We reached 1k! I honestly was going to be happy with one person reading my stories and now I have 1000 friends! As you know I am doing a week long Celebration starting next Monday but I wanted to get you some gifts! There are 2 WIP posts I have made. One is of Unwavering Presence Chapter 13 and one is a sneak peek of my Original works with a corresponding mood board! The links are below! I hope you guys enjoy and I look forward to next week!

Unwavering Presence My Novel WIP/ Mood Board

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1000 Followers WIP Part 2

For the Second Part of Sharing some of my original work Along with a fun little Mood Board. This is My Original Pirate Story that I'm working on. You can find it below the cut

Allow me to introduce Alana Carter and Captain Zayn Cinderhell

The vibrant colors of the waterfall, a stark difference from where we went a week before. Letting the sun kiss my skin and hearing the insects and birds flying. "It's beautiful," I whispered as Zayn approached.

A loud thud drew my attention away from the sun to Zayn who had removed his sword from his hip. His shirt was the next thing he discarded. Scars of various sizes faded white, a distinct contrast to his sun kissed skin. My eyes raked over his muscled body, he pulled the tie from his hair the black locks, covering the sliver of gray on the sides. I turned to look back out at the water.

"Treasure?" Zayn questioned his deep voice like a siren call to me. I took a deep breath as I could hear him approach.

Taking off my boots I stepped into the lake letting the cold water hit my calves. Closing my eyes I listened for his footsteps, the warmth of his body heat cocooned me, the smell of ocean breeze and jasmine overwhelm my senses. I opened my eyes to find my hands hovering over my waist, "May I?"

I nodded my head words drying up in my throat. The small breeze kissing my mid drift as Zayn bunched my shirt slowly lifting up past my stomach my arms creating a barrier. "Lift up your arms, Alana." his voice not that of a captain but something more.

Uncrossing my arms and raising them above my head. With ease he hoisted the tunic off my body and tossed it aside. The warmth of his body near mine made me self-conscious covering my bare chest and my exposed stomach. Aware that my body carried more weight than the athletic build of his.

I closed my eyes as his hands traced my arms grasping lightly on my wrists pulling them away from my body as his lips touched the crux of my ear, "Don't hide from me, Treasure." His lips brushing my cheek, with a sharp intake of breath I laid my head on his shoulder, my eyes fluttering shut.

His hands intertwined with mine as he began to trail our hands traced every curve, and stretch mark. "Let me tell you something," His lips moved down to my neck, pressing featherlight kisses down to my shoulder. "Every scar, every stretch mark, and every curve, tells a story." he paused as our hands reached my hips and above my stomach. He pulled me flush against his chest, "Your story." I opened my eyes and met his gaze. His green eyes glanced down at my lips and back up at me.

He pulled away and released my hands the warmth instantly vanishing from my body. I turned slowly to face him, forcing my hands to stay at my sides. His lips turned upward has he looked me from head to toe, "A beautiful story it tells, Alana. Don't ever feel like you have to hide it, especially from me." His grin fell into a tight line causing my spine to straighten.

"What's wrong?" I asked as he leaned in, thumb grazing my cheeks wiping away stray tears I didn't know had fallen.

"I did not mean to make you upset," Zayn let his hand linger on my cheek.

I shook my head leaning into his hand, "you didn't," taking that same hand from face and gave him a smile, "just never had anyone say such lovely things about my body. Thank you, Zayn." I kissed his knuckles, "I almost miss when we spent most of our time arguing."

Zayn laughed and the sound was beautiful and the sound was whimsical and light, "I'm sure we will find many more things to argue about." He glanced at my lips once more.

"Zayn?" My voice barely above a whisper.

"Yes?"

"Kiss me."

He cupped my face in his callous hands, "With pleasure," He crashed his lips against mine.

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1000 Follower WIP 1

Unwavering Presence Chapter 13 Sneak Peek

Cassian POV

Dresses, Shoes, Jewelry, nothing brought her out of that room. Rhys and Azriel had managed to get her out and from a distance I got to see her smile. Whenever I got too close Y/N would either leave the room or her smile would instantly fade and she would tuck herself between my brothers.

This time I tried flowers and a stuffed bear, leaving it at her door. I left the town house to run some errands. When I returned walking passed her door I exhaled a heavy sigh. The flowers were destroyed, and she ripped the bears head clean off. Picking up the bear from the floor, groaning I walked over to Rhys' study.

My brothers were talking amongst themselves, "Who decapitates a toy?" I asked holding up the stuffed head.

Azriel tried to hold in his laughter with Rhys but failed, the two males combusted with laughter. "She's brilliant. Rhys can we keep her."

I tossed the head at the shadowsinger, "Prick."

Rhys was about to counter when Feyre entered the office. "Hello, Feyre Darling,"

Feyre simply smiled and looked over to me, "General, I have good news. She doesn't hate you."

Az held the head of the bear, "You sure?"

"Maybe, Its not him that's the problem. Its the gifts that are the problem." She patted her hand on my chest right over my heart, "She wants something from right there, Big guy."

[sarawritestories]

Reblogging to show the Release dates for my 1000 followers celebration! I am going to do my best to get them done and scheduled by the end of the weekend! 😊😊😊

Hello friends! We are so close to 1000 friends on here! That is truly insane to me! Once we reach it I figured we could all Celebrate! Every day I will be posting a new story!! I will be posting various stories from various fandoms, to show how much I love you all!

In all seriousness, I was happy to have one person read my stories. To know that there are so many of you who like, comment, DM, Ask, and Reblog anything I post means more than I can express in words without making me want to cry. So I will just say thank you! in the form of giving you more stories! Please feel free to comment and tell me which one you're looking forward to!

All My Love,

Sara 💙💙

Dividers by @saradika

Unwavering Presence Chapter 13

Summary: Cassian has been living in his guilt for a week. But with some help of his girl's Twin he knows just what to do and hope that its not too late!

Release date: 4/29

House of Memories Azriel X Reader {Angst}

Summary: Azriel finds your journal and reads your depictions of the life the two of you have spent so far...

Release Date: 4/29

A Dragon Without its Rider is a Tragedy... {Angst} Xaden Riorson X Reader

Summary: Xaden and you are on a mission where everything goes wrong.

Release Date: 5/1

Unwavering Presence: Chapter 14

Summary To Come

Release Date: 5/2

Obey Eris Vanserra X fem Reader {SMUT}

Summary: You and Eris find your own entertainment at a party you were both forced to be at.

Release Date: 5/3

Enchanted (All Too Well Chapter 2)

Summary: To come

Release Date: 5/4

Celebrate Harry Wells X Reader

Summary: You and Barry return from a tough battle and Cisco insists everyone celebrates. You break away to find a certain scientist from Earth-2.

Release Date: 5/5

[sarawritestories]

I’m not trying to rush you or anything, but I’m just curious when you think the next chapter of Unwavering Presence will be posted. I love that fic so much and can’t wait for the next chapter!!

I don't feel rushed at all! I had a bit of a block about how i wanted to start the next chapter

But thanks to @milswrites who helped me, I am working on Chapter 13 this week and will kick off my 1000 follower celebration and im hopong to kick that off on monday!

[sarawritestories]

@milswrites and @eve175 you angels! 😘

Mils- To think we started talking because you wanted to see my wedding dress 🥹. Its been a blast talking to you everyday since. You always cheering me on and letting me bounce my insane ideas off you! You are so beautiful inside and out I hope you know that. Im just as big of a fan of you as you are of Xander 😉.

Eve- My little ball of sunshine! Please never stop telling me your theories and sharing your stories with me. I always love your photos of your animals and thank you for making sure that i am staying hydrated and taking care of myself.

@hellodarling1357- Hello angel, I know you are crazy busy, but you were like the first person i really made a connection with on here. And i can't wait for both of us to have free time to do that Collab we've been talking about. There im posting that out into the universe we have to do it now!

@readychilledwine - Liz, we don't talk much (you're a busy momma!) But i do enjoy all the times we do get to. You're writing gave me my second wind to write again! And I appreciate you so much. You inspire me to be a better writer and giving me a new obsession with thighs.

@skyfallscotland - Oh you were not getting past this at all! If it weren't for you and writing my favorite OC to date (Xaden at this point is going to have to fight me for Remi I don't even care). I would not have been inspired to challenge myself and write my own OCs or dip my toe in writing for Fourth Wing. You are also just a cool person I enjoy talking with you! *Fandom Geriatrics Unite*

@illyrianbitch - oh the queen of angst? A natural talent? A kind soul? The person who never fails to make me smile when she updates! Your engery is electric and It is always a pleasure crying over your writing! Xoxo your sunshine girl 😘

There are so many I could list but we would be here forever! I love all my moots

Y'know what? lets play a game! It's called "Friendship!" Ill rattle off compliments for my beloved moots, I hope to get one back!

@androgynous-sack-of-flesh-3, you always find and support even my most obscure of posts.

@violetcookie2007, You were there for me since the beginning, and I'm happy I got you into Hatchetfield!

@blueberry-bar, You would always comment on all of my fics, supporting my writing even when I thought it was trash.

@paranormaltheatrekid You are somehow always there. In a good way! Like, whenever i'm feeling down, you do you good guy equivalent of the "Teleports behind you, nothin' personnel, kid" meme.

@kairithemang0 You always respond to my asks, no matter how strange or silly they may be!

@thelesbiandeli You were the first moot of mine to literally have the same brain as me. I love our battles back and forth, questioning everything Starkid

I'll make a second post soon, with even more of my moots! But if I forget to mention any of you, just know that I'm happy to have you as my friends <3.