#Farah x Saul

[expectiations]

Lighting the Fire — Sarah Rees Brennan

silrah crumbs from the book

[rxnefairs]

[lottiehenrietta]

silrah camera roll peek

This is what their phones look like and you cannot convince me otherwise.

A little glimpse into Farah's camera roll

A little glimpse into Saul's camera roll

[faytalepsy]

Peace

I wanted to try out a different process for this drawing and I have to say I did love some aspects of it while others where a bit inconvenient too. I definitely feel a bit lost without lineart to fall back on and I think it shows.*-*

[madamspellmans-met-tet]

Farah & Bloom / Saul & Sky parallel

[sapphicapocrypha]

Masterlist

Farah Dowling

Mommy!Farah 🥰 — Series

1 | Farah’s Girl (E)

Reader is working late and Farah doesn’t like it.

Tags: Mommy Kink, Vaginal Fingering, praise kink

2 | Little Fairy (M)

Bedtime with Farah.

Tags: Breastfeeding, Mommy Kink, praise kink

3 | Princess (E)

The waiting game.

Tags: Breastfeeding, Mommy Kink, Rough Sex

4 | Brave (E)

Farah makes her girl take the strap for the first time.

Tags: mommy kink, strap on, praise kink

She's An Actress 📸 (E)

Your older actress girlfriend takes you to buy a dress to the premiere of her most recent project—your first public appearance as a couple. When you see her half-naked on the big screen though, you have to steal her away.

Tags: edging, semi-public, possessiveness, cunnilingus, sugar mommy, age difference, choking, vaginal fingering

Tea & Cream ☕️ (E)

After the Burned Ones have been defeated, Rosalind wants the school back and spikes Farah’s tea with lust potion to prevent her from attending the gala.

Farah x Reader; Farah x Saul; Farah x Rosalind (referenced)

Tags: Past Abuse, Lust Potion/Spell, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Squirting and Vaginal Ejaculation, Threesome - F/F/M, Porn with minimal Plot, Office Sex, Breeding, Exhibitionism/Voyeurism, Forced Orgasm, Multiple Orgasms, Magic Cock

Rhaenys x Corlys

Dragonbone 🐉 (E)

When Corlys returns home after a long voyage, he finds his wife cross with him. Mayhaps the gift he brought will change her mind.

Tags: pegging

Silver Hair, White Milk (E)

After the birth of baby Laenor, Rhaenys needs her maid’s help.

Tags: praise kink, pregnancy kink, lactation kink/breastfeeding, threesome (Ch. 2 only)

Zelda Spellman x Lilith

Forbidden Fruit 🍎 - Series (E)

Zelda and Lilith want to have a baby���which is why Zelda takes a fertility potion that has unforeseen side effects. It turns her into a bitch in heat and Lilith struggles to find new ways to please her.

1 | Left Alone - masturbation, DVP

2 | Iron Fist - fisting, squirting

3 | 1 witch, 20 demon - gangbang, DP, overstimulation

4| Hot Waters - water sex, fluff

5 | Dream Cream - consensual somnophilia

6 | walk me like a dog - pet kink

7 | Greendale’s Pride & Glory - glory hole

8 | Guardian Demon - G!P

9 | Fertile Crone - fuck machine, DP, TP, squirting, forced orgasm

10 | Insemination - G!P, womb fucking, cum inflation, cervix penetration

11 | Glowing - pregnancy kink, G!P, fisting

12 | plump - pussy pump, strap on

13 | Sleeping Beauty and the Beast - pregnancy kink, consensual somnophilia

14 | Baby-Mama - mommy kink

15 | so sore - breastfeeding, mommy kink

[redqueenriverjoy]

Do y'all just like ever think Farah Dowling is your mother and you're her long lost daughter and have magical powers and live in Alfea 🪄🧚🏻‍♀️

and Saul Silva is your dad because those idiots have definitely done it and are so obvious it's sick👩🏼‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏻

and it's actually you getting this hug from her because it's the safest place you can imagine being??

No?? Anyone?

Oh ok I'll go just fuck myself then shall I 😭😭

[partiallypearl]

Doomsday is close at hand I'll book the marching band To play as you speak

[simplybybea]

Fanbinding Battle Lines!

I finished the fanbinding for @septemberrie 's Silrah bodyguard AU, Battle Lines, earlier this week and I forgot (of course) to take photos of the process but here is the end result! This has been a learning experience and there are definitely things I want to change for the next binding (the level of detail in the foil for example! Took me d a y s) and I am excited to try again but I am incredibly proud of this first ever full pdf to hardcover book bind!

Disclaimer that the wings and crossed swords were from a Google png search so I did not design but as this is for fully personal use its OK. Unexpectedly it was the swords that caused more problems at foil weeding! Wild. And there are paired birds on the endpapers!

This was so much fun, and I am now going to be a menace turning all my favourite longfics into glitzy hardback books!

[loulislife]

I can't get the silver(y) dress out of my head that Eve wore to the `house of the dragon` season 2 premiere. So this is what my mind made out of it:

The grand hall of Queen Luna’s castle in Solaria was adorned with twinkling fairy lights and banners of deep blue and gold. The evening air was filled with the soft murmur of conversation and the gentle strains of orchestral music. Nobles and dignitaries from across the realm mingled, their laughter and chatter creating a vibrant symphony. The stone walls of the ancient castle, lit by hundreds of flickering candles, seemed to glow with a golden warmth.

Farah Dowling stood near one of the tall arched windows, looking out at the moonlit gardens below. The silver gown she wore shimmered like liquid starlight, each movement creating ripples of light that danced across the fabric. Her blonde hair was styled in soft waves, cascading over her shoulders and catching the light just so. She wore a simple yet elegant necklace and matching earrings, which sparkled as brightly as her gown. Farah exuded an air of calm grace, but her heart was a tumultuous sea of emotions.

Saul Silva entered the hall, his eyes immediately searching for her. When he spotted Farah, he froze for a moment, the breath catching in his throat. She looked like a vision, ethereal and otherworldly, and he found himself unable to tear his gaze away. Saul had always admired her strength, her wisdom, and her beauty, but tonight she seemed to outshine everything else in the room.

Farah turned, sensing his presence, and their eyes met. There was a brief moment of surprise, followed by a warmth that spread through her chest. She offered him a small, genuine smile, and he returned it with a lopsided grin, his heart pounding in his chest. Saul approached her, each step slow and measured, as if he were afraid the moment might shatter if he moved too quickly.

"Saul," Farah greeted him, her voice soft and melodic. "You look dashing tonight."

He chuckled, feeling slightly self-conscious in his formal attire. "And you, Farah, look... breathtaking."

A blush colored her cheeks, and she looked away, momentarily overwhelmed by the intensity in his gaze. They stood in silence for a few moments, the unspoken feelings between them hanging heavy in the air.

"Would you care to dance?" Saul asked, holding out his hand.

Farah hesitated for just a heartbeat before placing her hand in his. "I would love to."

As they moved to the center of the hall, the other guests seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of them and the music. Saul placed a hand on her waist, and she rested hers on his shoulder. Their movements were slow and fluid, the dance a silent conversation of longing and affection.

Saul's eyes never left hers, and he found himself lost in the depths of her gaze. "Farah," he began, his voice barely more than a whisper, "there's something I've been meaning to tell you."

Her heart skipped a beat, and she nodded slightly, encouraging him to continue. "Yes, Saul?"

He took a deep breath, gathering his courage. "I've... I've been in love with you for a long time. I didn't know how to say it, and I was afraid it might change things between us, but I can't keep it to myself any longer."

Farah's breath caught in her throat, tears welling up in her eyes. "Saul, I..."

Before she could finish, he continued, "You don't have to say anything. I just needed you to know. You're the most incredible person I've ever met, and I can't imagine my life without you."

She smiled through her tears, her heart feeling as if it might burst with joy. "Saul, I love you too. I always have."

He pulled her closer, their foreheads touching as they swayed to the music. The rest of the world fell away, leaving just the two of them in that moment, finally free to express the love they had both kept hidden for so long.

As the dance ended, they remained in each other's arms, the unspoken promise of a future together filling the space between them. In the castle of Queen Luna, under the watchful eyes of the moon and stars, Farah Dowling and Saul Silva had finally found their way to each other.

[expectiations]

There was no doubt, between “killing someone stone dead” and “mildly inconveniencing Ms. Dowling,” which Silva considered the bigger sin.

Lighting the Fire by Sarah Rees Brennan

silrah crumbs from the book

[simplytheevebest]

Farah the Fern AU

Chapter 8: Farah's giving Saul the silent treatment.

So I'm in the shower this morning and my brain said "haha what if you wrote something for Farah the Fern" and I said "wouldn't that be nice, if only I had the inspiration" and my brain said "jot this down" and I damn near rushed out of there with soap still in my hair because when the muse talks, you listen, quick.

So we all collectively lost our minds at those photos of Eve in Mexico right? The hair, the dress, the vibe, it's everything. I'm gonna scream.

Farah the Fern Masterlist

“Farah please.”

Saul’s been kneeling on the floor so long he’s either lost feeling or he’s numb to the ache. He’d paced a bit earlier, but wasn’t sure if that came across more aggressive, his towering over her like that. So instead he kneels before the coffee table, devoted and apologetic for whatever sin he’s committed. The fern is unresponsive, not a twitch of leaves to show she’s listening, nor even the re-furling of the fronds to show she’s not. She hasn’t turned into a cactus though, which Saul takes as a good sign. He just wishes he knew what he’d done to get the silent treatment.

“I’ll make it up to you if only you tell me what I’m trying to make up,” Saul pleads. He’s not above begging, not when it’s Farah. Maybe asking is part of the problem, maybe this is one of those “you should know why you’re apologizing” issues, and his ignorance is fuel to the fire of her ire.

“I’m sorry, for whatever it is. I didn’t mean it. Or I do mean it, whichever makes you less mad,” Saul tries, knowing he’s either digging himself deeper into a hole, or out: either way, he’s digging.

“What are you doing?”

Saul turns his head to the door, where Farah leans against the frame, arms folded loosely around her middle.

“I’m trying to figure out why you’re mad at me,” Saul answers automatically, then does a double takes, stands so abruptly his cramping legs fail him. He knocks into the coffee table and almost knocks over the not-Farah fern, then is forced to clutch at the nearest armchair, pins and needles lancing up and down the numb appendages. He rubs at them, twisting his neck up to look at her, standing there with her lips pressed thin together and her eyes lit with mirth, then back to the unresponsive fern on the table almost accusingly.

“How long have you been talking to that fern?” Farah asks, and she’s not even trying to hide the tremulous undercurrent of laughter in her tone.

“Depends, how long have you not been a fern?”

“Since this morning,” Farah steps fully into the room, “The girls wanted my opinion on something and I had some magic reserved so I thought I’d make a day of it.”

“‘Bout that long then,” Saul says a little sheepishly, “I thought you were just ignoring me, I got back from the morning training and you- er, it wouldn’t respond to me.”

“And I thought we’d spend a pleasant afternoon together, I never dreamed I’d find you enthralled by another plant. Should I be offended, or jealous?” Farah teases, coming to stand close enough she can straighten the wrinkled lines of his shirt. Unnecessary, because it’s just a t-shirt, not some nice buttoned up thing he has to worry about the appearance of. But she does this, or she’s been doing this, finding little excuses to initiate physical contact when she’s back to her old self. Saul knows she misses it, when she’s not her old self.

“Neither, your fronds are nicer,” Saul teases back, and Farah bats at his chest with a tsk. He reaches up to toy with a bit of her hair: it’s been a while since she’s stood before him like this, and the caramel has lightened to more of a butterscotch.

“Your hair’s lighter,” Saul comments, and Farah huffs.

“I think I’ve been getting too much sun.”

“I like it,” Saul grins and leans in a little, not enough, but clear in his intent, “How much longer have you got?”

“At least until tomorrow morning,” Farah answers; she slides her arms around his neck in a practiced, easy motion at the same time Saul steps closer, hands on her hips.

“Good, clearly I’ve got to make up for lost time.”

“You sure it’s me you want to spend time with? Not your other fern friend?” Farah teases and Saul kisses the tip of her nose; she scrunches it in response.

“You’re the only fern for me,” Saul retorts and Farah bursts out laughing.

[lottiehenrietta]

Silrah and their lake house

Because I cannot stop thinking about Farah and Saul owning a little lake house in the mountains far away from Alfea just for the two of them.

[faytalepsy]

Every night I‘m dancing with your ghost

Never got the chance To say a last goodbye I gotta move on But it hurts to try

How do I love How do I love again? How do I trust How do I trust again?

I stay up all night Tell myself I'm alright Baby, you're just harder to see than most I put the record on Wait 'til I hear our song Every night I'm dancing with your ghost Every night I'm dancing with your ghost

[moonylivti]

in my world she's safe and sound.

[tinylittlesstuff]

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