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[allyriadayne]

House Strong during the Dance of the Dragons

[justinefrischmanngf]

my family . i love them . but good god .

[fire-lizard-ro]

Ohoho Sunday thoughts you say? >:D this is loosely based on the prior ask? But I was just thinking how Sunday would probably try (keyword try) to remain pure and abstain from s*x before marriage, yknow? But when he finally does have you as his own, all bets are off. Angel boi is horny and wants you :( in his mind: it’s pure and simple yet beautiful lovemaking between two souls :( and in my love deprived ass I would melt because I know he’d be big on giving and receiving praise fjgjgjgj even would enjoy the idea of extending the Family if you were down for it (whether or not you could, he enjoys the idea of it) ((also he likes control so))

And don’t get me staarttteddd on his sweet aftercare and pillow talk D: oml you’d quite literally be on cloud nine!! He is too tho :) and he cannot help himself from just being so sweet and genuine orz

ohhHHHHH- Y e s I like this quite a bit. Need this to take a break from the angst I’ve been cookin up with a certain someone (you know who you are OTL).

Fair warning y’all are gonna end up seeing me write a fic about him that is blatantly blasphemous with religious themes (pretends like I’m not already working on one like that with Argenti).

Anyways- Back to this.

Thank you so much for the ask~ I love Sunday so much. <333333

CW: possessive behavior, cumming inside, fluff!!! (crazy I know how very almost off brand of me-), maybe some blasphemous thoughts? (idk that they count with aeons but hey-), marking, breeding kink (he’s saying it regardless of whether you are able to have children or not bc regardless it’s h o t -), praise

Reader gender: gender neutral (I tried not to say anything that would be too telling about what sex the reader is so please read it as such! I don’t think I said anything that was like that-)

So going off the last ask, we’re going to assume that he likes you enough to feel great affection for you. Enough to want you. To feel his own carnal desires rear their head even before you’ve married. It manifests in his seemingly innocent yet wandering hands. A hand on your waist as he passes by you. His hands drifting dangerously low when you hug. Leaning in close to talk to you. Lips making their way down from your forehead to your cheek to the corner of your lips. The placement of his kiss making its way to your lips slowly with every goodbye kiss.

But at some point, he can’t really stop himself from at least using those pretty hands of his on you- Along with that silver tongue and sinful mouth. He’ll make you feel so incredibly good, plunging his long fingers into you and taking you into his mouth. He’s lick and suck at you and even slide his tongue inside you. Perhaps the taste of you would be enough to tide him over until you were properly his- Married to him. It would have to be enough because you deserved to have a perfect wedding and perfect wedding night.

But aeons that doesn’t stop him from pleasuring you with what he can before then in order to hopefully keep himself in line. Even as his cock aches with the need to have you, he’ll just hold you down and whisper sweet promises in your ear. Even if you beg him, he won’t. Just wait for him baby just a little longer-

But after the ceremony is over and the afterparty is done and the guests all leave-

Oh dear. You’re finally left alone with your hungry fian- husband. You’re finally left alone with your absolutely famished husband. And you’re on the menu.

It begins like how many of your other encounters of sexual nature begin.

Sweet kisses that make it seem like he wants to swallow you whole.  Gentle hands taking in the feel of you in his arms. Trailing kisses down your throat, eyes closed in ecstasy because you were finally his now. He can have you with no regrets. All that waiting was for this moment. When he could finally have you wholly. And that makes this moment in the warm light of the bedside lamp and the cooler shades of the moon all the sweeter.

Wetted fingers stretching you in preparation for something larger, taking their time in their task despite knowing you well by then. Because even if this was to get you ready to become one with him- He’s wants to draw as much pleasure from you as possible. This is a special night for the two of you. One he will cherish completely and one he wants to make perfect for you. His arm would be holding him up, cradled behind your head for you to lean on while he molds himself to your side. Even as you whine and roll your hips into the curl of his fingers inside you, pressing on that special spot inside you, he kisses your cheeks gently with soothing words. “Good… very good, my love. Just a little more- I want you to finish on my fingers first. Can you do that for me, my sweet? I know you can-”

Just as he gives you your first orgasm of the night, he takes your lips once more while gently coaxing your through the waves of pleasure. He’s so soft, guiding you through the dance even while your mind goes blank for a bit as he watches your expression. “That’s it. I’ve got you.”

It’s then that he kisses you almost chastely before beginning his journey down your body to have his prize. The prize being whatever he’s managed to pull from you. He’d lick it from your body in broad strokes as though he were tasting honey dribbled over your form, caressing your every curve as he went.

Sunday would dribble lube over himself, a hand slathering the viscous substance over his cock in pumping motions. It was almost erotic watching him. The way he'd squeeze just a little at the top and you would watch his hardness twitch and drool between his fingers. But when you look up, the angelic man would only be looking at you. Gazing lovingly- longingly at you.

That's how it always was. Ever since meeting, he couldn't seem to take his eyes off you. You were simply radiant to him. Unlike anything or anyone else he'd ever seen.

Leaning over you to settle himself between your legs, Sunday would give you another kiss before asking if you were ready. While waiting for your answer, he'd go back to nip and lick at your neck. He wanted to mark you for all to see- You were his. His lover, his spouse, his soulmate. His. No one else's. He would love and care for you in every way, he'd think to himself.

And no- Don't just nod at him. "I need to hear you say it, dove. Please? For me, my dear?" Once you'd given him your clear consent, he'd bring you into a deep kiss while lining himself up with your stretched out, wet entrance. He can't even bring himself to tease you a little. Though the thought crossed his mind, he knew he'd been waiting far too long for this.

Once he was in the proper place, he'd rest his forehead against yours, the two of you breathing in each other's air while he looks down at where the two of you would be connected, fingers drifting to fondle you in order to distract from any possible pain you may feel with a gentle hum.

As Sunday would finally push in, cockhead popping inside, he'd gasp against your lips with twitching hips he had to force still. "Are you alright, love?" Taking a moment for himself to regain his composure and steel himself, he'd hide away in the crook of your neck to breathe in your scent and feel your pulse beneath his soft lips. Once you were ready it would be but a slow rock of his hips, moving gently inside you, to eventually sheath himself completely inside. As he worked himself into your tightness, Sunday would whisper sweet words into your ears in a whisper, as though the words were only for the two of you despite no one else being around- The words would come in between kisses while he rubbed a hand up and down your side to comfort you, the hand occasionally straying to rub your sex or pluck at your nipples to distract you from the strain of this part of the night.

Once bottomed out, your ass resting in the cradle of his hips with his body covering yours, he would ask you if you're alright and give you time to adjust. It's all praises here, the man telling you just how good you are for him and saying that you're doing wonderfully. After some time passes and you rock your hips against his to test your comfort, a small moan would be startled out of him before it devolves into a chuckle. "Are you ready, my love?"

It'd start with hip just grinding into you, firm but slow and accompanied by a pleasured sigh from him. He'd hold back none of his sounds because he wanted you to know how good you made him feel. Then he'd pull out only just a bit before thrusting himself back in. At some point he had begun to properly fuck you, the push and pull like the rocking of a boat on a gentle sea. This was making love. And after angling his hips, he found your sweet spot he'd only ever touched with those pretty fingers of his.

It'd be a struggle to not lose himself in you. In your all-consuming presence and the pleasure you gave him- In the love you showed him as you reached up to bring him close with a whimper of his name. It was like hearing the gospel fall from your lips. And they might as well have been. For now you were his everything. His god, his true Harmony. Were you to say it, it would be so. And right now, you were telling him that it felt good and asking him to keep going. So, he would.

With teeth gently marking all the places he'd been, his darkened eyes would watch the way you arch your back and moan to the heavens (they were yours anyways). Sunday is something that knows how to hide its teeth and disguise itself in the form of a man. He was careful to dull his claws so he would not hurt you when he held you close. Careful to veil the violence that was part of him, showing in his eyes, when he was with you. But he was a beast who knew the taste of blood. And yet you, his pure and lovely dove, loved him and accepted him. You said he was a good man and that you loved him. You were his truth. So, it must be so.

He wanted to claim you so wholly that none could ever deny that you both belonged to one another. That none could mistake that you were his deity and him your humble and devout servant who worshiped you here in the temple of your bed, giving you his offerings in pleasure, loyalty, and love. That brought another idea to mind of just how he could claim you and show you his deepest love.

"I want to breed you, my love. To carry on the family and mark you inside with my cum. Would that be alright? Do you want that as well, dove?"

He would speed up now, thinking about how he could have a family with you. How lovely you would look with a child tottering around behind you. He would make it happen no matter what so long as you wanted it as well. When you agree, he'd smile so wide his face hurt and shower you with kisses. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, my love my heart my everything-"

He can hardly fathom how he'd lived without you before.

Touching and kissing you all over he drove the two of you to your peak, the both of you moaning and whining against each other's lips as you kissed through the high. His hips continued to rock into yours to prolong the waves of pleasure that washed over you before slowing to a stop when you both became overstimulated.

"Thank you, love. You did so well- So very good for me. I love you so much," he'd praise and declare between kisses that he planted all over- Everywhere he could reach while wrapped up in your arms and holding you so close you wondered if the two of you could fuse together. "I love you, too," you'd mumble against his lips as he came back to them for a proper kiss. The chaste peck turning into a sensuous slide of lips, unhurried and full of undeniable love.

Even when he withdrew from your now cum-filled hole and began to clean you up, he would praise you and ask you how you felt while pressing kisses every place he touched. Once everything was done and he'd had you drink water, he'd lay down and pull you to lay on his chest. While stroking your back and pressing a kiss to your hair, he'd bid you goodnight and say yet another "I love you" before quietly humming to help you drift asleep.

Hopefully that was to your liking~ I had fun writing it! Thank you for the idea and for letting me write more about Sunday! <333

Feel free to send in another request if you want, hehe.

[aco1yte]

hiiiii lev :3 u literally just made a whole page but if u drew any more johanna i will go absolutely insane & hurt myself and others. please.

Johanna’s victor interview costume concept :333333 I was very excited to post this because I spent an ungodly amount of time designing it so if you don’t wanna see the insane ramblings of a huge nerd just skip the entire next section but here are my original concepts, moodboard, inspiration, and symbolism in the final costume:

Here is everything I wrote at the moment of conceptualizing my thoughts (apologies if it’s incomprehensible)

“I’ve been thinking About how katniss’ victor interview dress is specifically designed in a certain way to make her look the most innocent and to explain her actions in the arena . And I was like omg. What would Johanna’s stylist do now that she’s totally different than when she entered ?? So.

Ok so basically they explain in catching fire that Johanna’s whole ‘strategy’ was to act really afraid and small until it came down to it and she was actually really strong because of all her time chopping trees or whatever .. But Johanna was only 17 when she won her games and I think more likely she was scared into it, since district 7 is a poor district and she definitely wasn’t a volunteer. But the capitol was OBSESSED with her uncharacteristic brutality in the arena and basically made it her brand, ppl liked it so much that they attempted to do something (probably traffic her) which she refused and they killed her whole family and everyone that mattered to her.

But if I was a rich capitol stylist and I wanted to capitalize on the way she killed the other tributes (which was hacking them with a battle axe) I would use her interview costume the same way cinna used katniss’ to accentuate her innocence, but in the opposite way ? If that makes sense. Like they would want to make her look as intentionally brutal and cruel as possible bc that’s what they sold after her victory (like finnick’s sexual promiscuity or Peeta and katniss’ unconditional love), and in fact it was so successful that before getting to know her katniss says she seems like she genuinely enjoys murdering people. So I wanted her dress to accentuate the way she would have looked in her worst moments, covered in like the parts of the other tributes bc that’s how she’s remembered.

Also I really like those frilly collars on her bc they’re pretty and couture but at the same time it’s so subtly insulting because it somehwat insinuates that she needs to be collared like a violent animal (even though she only did what she was forced to) (…)”

@kozuelovemail this is for you. You sparked me into this insanity

[triple-starsss]

I don't know if you know how much I love this au, this is like THE au for me, I love it sosososo much <333333

Any little thoughts about it that you haven't posted?

KICKING MY FEET AAAH THAT MAKES ME SO HAPPY TO HEAR ABSJDF

might aswell use this as an excuse to talk about black doom in the au!!

unfortunately he's not an alien anymore, instead a mobian hedgehog (who would've guessed). STILL SHADOW'S BIO DAD THOUGH!

literally the only reason he gave Shadow up was because he simply. did not know how to care for a child nor did he really want to. he had his focus on bigger things and wouldn't put them aside for his own kid (child neglect booooo). he does still keep pictures of Shadow when he was a baby though and ITS. VERY RELEVANT TO HOW THEY REUNITE LATER LOL

he never kept in touch with Shadow. hell he didn't even know who took him in after he left him!!! he didn't see a reason to because there was no gain for him.

SO... WHEN HE FINDS OUT THAT SHADOW IS NOW A FAMOUS MUSICIAN... he decides to look for him.

he traces down that he lives with Gerald Robotnik (lucky for him the guy is a lil famous himself for his advances in medicine so wasn't too hard to track him down) n decides to go pay them a visit.

WHEN HE DOES IT GOES DOWN AS WELL AS YOU'D THINK. ie. complete and utter chaos. i plan on making a lil comic for when they meet so not gonna go into depth about that hehe

he sort of ends up intergrating himself into the family despite how much Shadow and Maria want to punt him into the sun. n lets just say family dinners are hell.

[thesaltoftheshaker]

Lucilith Week🍎💜

Day 4 - Lulu Land Family Day

this was suppose to be like a fully shaded drawing but it’s almost 3am and your girl is TIREDDDD

also i found a new brush that literally just effected my entire style so just ignore that LMFAO???😭😭 i was too tired to fix anything ok goodnight

:333333

[ssahotchnerr]

https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cvvw7jfIaOF/?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

hehe katie 🤭 you're the first thing that comes up to my mind to share this to because of the constant girl!dad aaron you've been feeding us with!!! hehe. it's so aaron in the way he always validates you as a mom and taking care of everything when he couldn't ☹🥰<3 the girls obviously have your back and they just love to tease their dad 🤭

omg thank you SO MUCH for thinking of me this is one of my fav things i've everrrr been sent <333333 so so SOOOO aaron coded i need to SCREAM, cw; fem!reader, girl dad!aaron, bit of suggestiveness hehe

first of all, hotchner family hiking days 🥰🥰🥰 it's for weekends when aaron is home, the weather is way too nice to stay inside AND it's the perfect way for the kids to get alllllll their energy out, fall asleep very soundly early so you and aaron can have your own private time with no interruptions later 🤭 hehe i've mentioned twin girls before and it's sooo fitting for this too 😭 the lil girls sharing both of you and aaron's features <333 they have his dark hair, and for the excursion they either have their hair pulled up in a ponytail, a braid, or being held back by a hat 😭😭 just chattering on and on and on for the entirety of the walk, asking aaron soooo many questions or bringing up topics at random - there's literally not a moment of silence with those two <3333333 they're so little but they have sooo much to say.

the twins are walking behind aaron who's leading the way - who's also holding onto the backpack with snacks, first aid, rain ponchos, extra shoes, water bottles and the newest baby hotchner strapped to him too <33333 he's reminding the littles to stay close, not go off the path, and to not 🫵🏻 touch any leaves of three, not wanting to deal with a bout of poison ivy 😭 jack's also in the middle - helping out his baby sisters, lifting them over fallen trees in the middle of the path, walking the family dog (that you all managed to convince aaron to get - you all took a family trip 'just to look' one day and yet came home with a new family member 🥹😭) <333 again, the girls are talking aaron's ear off nonstop behind him and then you're in the back making sure no one gets left behind or you're quick to help if one of them falls or trips on a stick or rock.

but aaron mentioning he's tired 😭😭😭 - he's also wearing a hat 🥰🥰🥰 and those Very Dad type of sunglasses 😭 and then the girls are immediately blasting him: "you can't be tired" "well, mommy-" "she does it all the time-" "she even does it when-" etc etc etc. and you can't help but laugh because they're your girls 🥹🥰🥰🥰 they're glued to your side on the daily (when aaron isn't around 🙄✋🏻🥰💓) so of course they would defend you and tease their daddy at any opportunity- they've seen you do it countless times hehe <3333

and aaron, not even bothering to look behind him and continuing to trek forward, and nearly out of breath because you're all going up an incline, he simply deadpans, "i'm not your mother, i'm a whiny baby" (as if he's not out catching serial killers on the daily LOL) 😭 and AMOUNT of giggles that leave the girls 😭😭😭💓💕💓🩷 even jack has to laugh at that one 😭😭😭 they start teasing him even more and again he praises you for all you do for your family, calling you super mommy and says, "so you all better appreciate your mother for all she does for you🫵🏻🤨🥰" 💓💓💓 and the girls immediately chirp they do and stop walking, for you to catch up so they can give you a hug or insists on holding your hand <333

and LOL you manage to get to aaron's side at one point and you have to tease him too so you're all like ;) "did you just say all those things for your benefit later" and hehe he just laughs and is like "hm maybe" 🤭 BUT he's just teasing and genuinely appreciates you and everything you do and he's so so happy and grateful to be raising a family with you 🥹 <333333

[cressthebest]

Art Heist, Baby! thoughts pt2.

chapter 4:

1. ….. they are going to stay in. a. MANSION???? HOLY SHIT. SHUT UP.

2. no relationships? and no sex? regulus has no idea what he just forbade. like?? babes, everyone is pairing off, you included.

3. remus’s journaling about books habit instead of writing in the margins. it’s so him <333333

4. james taking off his shirt and regulus trying very hard not to look at james’ chest 😳

5. james nearly collapsing beneath regulus’ touch is SIMP BEHAVIOR

6. date????? it’s a date??? tomorrow? with reg?

7. CHAPTER NOTES SAY SIRIUS COMES NEXT CHAPTER. AND HOLY SHIT IVE BEEN WAITING! HES MY GENDER ENVY, AND WOLFSTAR *IS* A NECESSITY.

chapter 5:

1. the chapter summary only says: [Enter: Sirius Black]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

2. wait. is wolfstar going to end up being starcrossed lovers of detective x thief. wait. wait. wait. hold up jsut a minute.

3. THE BLACKS WERE A FAMILY OF THIEVES. HOLY SHIT. AND SIRIUS ESCAPED??? I’m literally so intrigued.

4. remus and sirius love at first sight, lovers in every universe, fated to a tragic end. my dears, i hope it works out for you this time.

5. GOD DAMN. MAKING OUT IN AN ART MUSEUM?? wolfstar apparently needs to make up for lost time in this universe. god damn.

6. peter being treated as valuable and important and a good character <3333

chapter 6:

1. regulus is well aware this is a date with james, whether either outright specified it or not. james having a special outfit for reg is so james 😭😭😭. and regulus well aware that james is trying to flirt with him and likes it.. AHH

2. their favorite holidays reflecting the other person!!! i’m sobbing!! james liking winter and regulus liking summer, jsut proves how their attraction to each other started <33333

3. side note, regulus is a capricorn and i have been blessed with this knowledge. because i am a capricorn too. i think regulus is a january capricorn like me. he gives that vibe.

4. OH THIS SCENE. the scene with THE art heist baby painting, the one with the boat! OH!

james will steal it for him 😭😭😭

what a fucking idiot, i love him

james is willing to follow regulus anywhere oh my god. hold up. i think i need a moment. hold up.

this is the exact moment reg fell head over heels in love. he already liked james, but this moment sealed his fate.

5. regulus and james both want it to be a date but they literally can’t. why are they making this painful for themselves. just call it a date. THE PINING

[blush-and-books]

oh wait i do have another technical suits question for you lol

this has been bothering me since i watched it. okay so in faith 5x10 they’re both in this like, angelic pristine dare i say virginal white . and like him i get okay its about him being a child and his childlike innocence but HER?? why is she in white theres gotta be a reason—like is it the fact they’re the same person? is she somehow Innocent of the crime of destroying the family? but also shouldn’t it be about Corruption?? like she was guilty of infidelity and it took his childhood away?? i dont get it why are they both in white i cant figure it out!!

okay i don't think this is the response you wanted but it's the response i have formed now that I rewatched the scene!!!!

you're asking about them both wearing white but when i rewatched it i found it impossible to analyze the white without the context of the blue. blue and white are the two most prominent colors of this scene, not just in costuming, but the whole household - the foyer is blue, the front door is blue, the couches in the living room are blue; the kitchen is white, the rest of the living room is white, the outside of the house is white.

after harvey catches lily with bobby, he runs down the stairs into the blue foyer and actively runs OUT of the foyer and into the living room. then he storms back through the foyer into the white kitchen, and finally one last time so that he can get outside. he makes a conscious effort to NOT be in the blue, because the blue seems to equate bobby (blue shirt and just standing in the blue foyer after coming down the stairs).

lily is all over the place - she's the mediator between the blue and the white, her and harvey are matching in costume color (both wearing white indicating a family tie) but she remains in the blue foyer or in doorways to the foyer most of the scene. when harvey stands in the living room, she stands just outside of it. when harvey is in the kitchen about to call his dad, she stands in the doorway and keeps him from doing so.

could they have used literally any other color? yeah probably lmao. but like you said, white representing purity is actually very important to this too bc she's wearing white as a costume of purity and family to match harvey even if it is ingenuine.

wowww if my professors could see me now!! also thank you so much for this ask i literally love this so much <333333

[xstarkillerx]

day 1,347 of waiting to have someone be the suki and brian dynamic with me [i love them and i know u would understand]

I ABSOLUTELY UNDERSTAND, PLEASE! I'm such a Brian and Suki lover. I don't know if I like them better romantically or platonically though, tbh. Because, I actually love Tej and Suki, I think the way they flirt in public like they've never met before even though they're literally dating is soooo cute and silly.

Like "damn Suki, how 'bout you swing by the garage so we can work that front end of yours?"

"Watch out, because I just might," meanwhile they probably live together work at the at the same garage and later she's gonna be driving Tej home with the bumper strapped to the wing to fix later. Like, tell me that's not adorable.

But also Suki and Brian are so sweet too, she calls him all these nicknames like "Baby," and "Bullit" and she's always happy to see him until he shows up for a race because she knows he'll clean out everyone's pockets. He's always kissing her cheek and making physical contact and even though she didn't win the opening race, he respects her so much for even finishing the damn ridge jump. I truly, truly, in my heart of hearts believe they might have had a short fling, maybe even dated seriously for about a month before realizing that they're better off as friends. Brian was fresh out of Toretto's family mayhem and still pussy whipped over Mia, and Suki probably had a mad crush on Tej, who's also her boss, so they just eventually realized they were dating for the wrong reasons and broke it off. I still love how friendly they are with each other, Tej never seems to mind which makes me think everyone knows it's purely platonic, but I just love how sweet they are on each other.

Suki and Brian 4 lyfe tbh (+Rome <333333)

[sesamenom]

alright you’ve been extremely extremely kind and indulgent to me about my oc and i cannot possibly thank you enough <333333 so MY turn now to ask YOU about YOURS. please tell me about maglor’s distant granddaughter who is also your bbeg?? .w. or about the chatty hobbits i would very VERY much love to hear about both!!!

~ @nelyoslegalteam, reporting from main <3

(long post, sorry for the random people stumbling upon this lol)

so I'm the dm for the chatty hobbits campaign and essentially it's set in a beleriand-adjacent continent, but with a few extra races and stuff. of the founders of the original settlements, the king of elende (the elf kingdom) is Gil-galad's (invented for the campaign) twin brother Finellach/Finwain. originally he was inspired by the fact that gil galad has a ton of names but only uses ereinion/gil, so I just invented a new character and gave him half the names. I headcanon gil galad as maglor's son, so finwain is in universe maglor's son (left at the havens with gil bc his wife divorced him for kinslaying and his kingdom, being next door neighbors with morgoth, is far too dangerous for small children).

Anyways, his descendant Elinyel (also known as aramire or elinnor) is the current queen of Elende! she's an evil fire-themed bard who is extremely feanorian in all the worst ways - her actual kingdom prospered under her reign, but she just does not care about everyone else as long as she's protecting her people. There were some tensions with one of the major kingdoms to the north (conflict over unclaimed territory between the kingdoms and some tariff stuff), so instead of risking the other kingdom starting a war and hurting her people, she just preemptively invaded it and started burned all the border territories to the ground.

her actual coronation was pretty weird- so she's the second child, but her older sister was born in wartime and there's a general belief in elende that children of peacetime make better rulers, so Elinyel was chosen as her family's heir. her grandfather (the crown prince of his generation) died defending Elende in one of the major wars, but his younger brother and two young kids survived. there's a whole feud between their houses because the brother chose to retain the kingship even after the kids were old enough to take the throne. anyways, two generations later Elinyel killed her cousin Arendil (the previous king of Elende) over a dispute about the legitimacy of his house (and what she believed to be a dishonoring of her grandparents' sacrifice) and took the throne.

obviously she has many Issues. arendil also has two surviving kids who are now essentially trying to stop her from murdering all their neighbors in proactive defense of her people.

however, when she first ascended she recruited her friend group as her elite guard/vassals of the kingdom. (aka the other bosses in the storyline). so it escalated to a war between her forces and the children of arendil, which ultimately culminated in her beloved sister being killed by one of arendil's children. this in turn led to her having basically a massive mental breakdown and feeling like she failed to protect her loved ones (exacerbated by some of her other friends being killed in battles she led). a normal person might decide this is was kind of her fault for starting a war and putting her friends in charge of the army. instead she decided she needed to destroy everyone who could ever potentially pose a threat. which is, in her eyes, literally everyone on the continent (except for her kingdom, of course).

so now she is at war with absolutely everyone of all factions! She is also somehow winning by virtue of Song almost on the level of maglor himself, and ten (now six) also incredibly powerful friends. Anyways, she has decided that the best way to wipe out the continent (except her kingdom) and start fresh is to literally find an ancient lost stone that can break the Doors of Night, summon Morgoth himself, and start the Dagorath. obviously this will Not go well for anyone at all if she succeeds, but she is on a full-on rampage and genuinely believes she (plus friends) can protect her kingdom from Morgoth's army while he wipes out everyone else.

Here's some old art of her btw!

And some slightly more recent unfinished art of her and the Evil Friend Group from when they were younger:

and here's (L-R) her cousin who is the 3rd boss, Elinyel, and her sister from before the war!

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Hi!! Can I please request a romantic matchup for Mystery Incorporated, OUAT, and Star Wars? (sorry if that's a lot!)

I'm pretty average when it comes to things like height and weight, I have curly honey brown hair and brown eyes. I have so many freckles and I wear glasses cause I'm super blind.

My sense of style is all over the place when it comes to everything. My room is an eclectic mess of old car parts, huge bookshelves stuffed to the brim with books, antiques that I've collected, random paintings I've done, and I think the rest of my style is very similar. I find a way to make a cute outfit out of anything.

I'm asexual and biromantic. I love artsy things like cosplaying, crafting, and painting, and I love to sing and dance. I'm extroverted but still quite shy. I love music, recently I've been into kpop. I'm really sensitive when it comes to tv, I cry over every movie.

I am a very caring person, although I have a tendency to like being babied, as I am the youngest of my friends. I am also really clingy and I have a lot of love to give. One of my favorite ways to show love is acts of service, I love helping bandage people up if they are hurt, or cooking them a meal. I'm also big on pda and physical touch.

I think that's all I got! anyways thank you so much!!

Hi! Thank you for requesting a matchup, and don't worry, the amount is fine! :) I hope you enjoy! <333333

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Mystery Incorporated;

Shaggy Rogers:

🥪 You met Shaggy when you called them for help, there was a ghost of some kind in your closet, now you didn't mean to make the like the Ghostbusters, but you had no idea who else to call; and you did not regret it after you saw him... Shaggy

🥪 You were a bit shy when you first spoke to him... And his dog... But you quickly warmed up to him, finding that he loves to eat and boogie down; you loved to dance too, so that's one thing you had in common!

🥪 After the ghost, who had actually been your grandmother pulling a prank, got caught, Shaggy asked you out and you said yes; Shaggy then got your number and later that weekend took you out to a nice fast food place and then you both went walking around a park before he heard an ice cream truck, (sadly though, his dog, Scooby, was being a third wheel)

🥪 Though, you both really liked each other, and it got to the point that Shaggy went on dates without Scooby, and you both had a really great time each time; and soon enough Fred, Velma, and Daphne were begging you both to stop kissing when you joined them for a ghost hunt

🥪 Shaggy thinks you're like totally awesome dude :) He's like totally in love with you too (He'd make you so many sandwiches)

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OUAT;

Jefferson:

🎩 You met Jefferson when you were living in storybrooke, now he couldn't stay inside that mansion he lived in forever, so when he had to go out for food and literally ran into you, he was glad that he did; love at first sight?

🎩 Being the little devious boy he is, he apologises and insists that you come with him to him home where he could get you some tea; you decided, 'why the hell not' and went with him, feeling an odd sense of trust and peace with him

🎩 One thing led to another, and you moved in three months later, Jefferson was the sweetest gentleman, always making sure you are alright and feel loved; you absolutely adore him, half the reason why you began dating him, he's gorgeous, and you love to repay his kindness, love, and generosity with little acts of service

🎩 Somehow along in what seemed like a fairytale, you helped Jefferson get his daughter back, and he would be forever grateful for your help; you became a cute, little family - you loved cooking up food to go off into the woods and have picnics with them

🎩 Jefferson totally believes that it was love at first sight, and you feel the same, with every lingering glance, cuddles in large beds, and going out of sweet dates, you both were head over heels; you'd do anything for each other

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Star Wars;

Han Solo:

🔫 You met Han when you went with your Uncle Ben and new friend Luke to make a deal with the man and his Wookie friend; you three needed to get out off the planet and your Uncle Ben made a deal with Han

🔫 You on the other-hand, should have been listening to the conversation, but all you could see was Han; oh boy, oh boy

🔫 Han was sort of thinking the same, well, he thought you were mighty attractive, he loved the way you smiled, and the way your eyes shimmered when something interesting peaked your interests

🔫 You didn't start dating/courting until after the end of Darth Vader, dancing about in celebration, Han took his moment to pull you into a shared dance where you then shared your first kiss under the many stars

🔫 Han can't get over you, and misses you when you're gone, even if you are in another part of the ship, like yourself, he always wants your touch, either holding your hand, your hand on his arm, sitting shoulder to shoulder... In short, he's whipped; you felt the same, needing him always near you, and you always found it endearing when you'd come back into the cockpit and turn Han's pout into a grin

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[becauseplot]

yes yes yes! Cell not even following the thoughts of maybe he does want to be a better person, because he has no concept of how so he might as well be evil and have fun with it! And the door was indeed unlocked! And something about Cell being given a phone, and him giving it back once he did what he needs to. It might not be verbal confirmation but Felps can call it proof that Cell can change! (multiple months without talking to another human was not good for him and he's just a bit desperate to be talked to, even if he won't acknowledge that.) (Felps also has his own agenda here - he wants Cell out the prison because he works in it. Unfortunately, Felps' boss is like. Perfect excuse to get rid of both of them now we've proved Cellbit won't just murder everyone on sight! Or maybe fortunately, because they become family out of it.)

all of thissssssss <333333 man the way you wrote cell's dialogue---im going fucking insane. the first thing he does is mock felps. literally the first human being he's interacted with in months, and he mocks him. subtle aggression, undertone of violence, mild threats, making Felps flinch---he literally knows nothing else. "He likes the fear. Or, at the very least, it is familiar." (SCREAMING) also the detail of the bite scars is rolling around in my brain because. hhhgh. the need for stimulation, plus hunger, plus hunger, yeah he wouldn't cope well. also the coffee. in every universe cell(bit) will have his coffee.

[teddybeartoji]

mickey !! crawling out of my blanket fort for the ask game u just rbd…… for the questions, maybeee 1 + 26 + 41?? :3 am making a cup of coffee for u in preparation ☕️

OMG OMG OMGGGGG ARIIII MY SWEET LITTLE IRIS IT'S SO GOOD TO SEE YOU HEREEE<333333

1. who is/are your comfort character(s)?

satoru................................ nobody is surprised lmao but he's my little itty bitty honey bunny blue eyed princess and i just feel like smiling whenever i think about him okay:(( i love him so much wahh:(( and also yuuji and hinata<33333 btw are we.. are we seeing a theme here i am not immune to big smiles alright????

i wish i could also say like abby or ellie from tlou but... i get no fucking comfort from them only pain and suffering idk why i like them in the first place smhh jkjk little angry lesbians oh how i love you so

okay now that i'm really thinking about it, thee most obscure little guy popped into my head - schmidt from new girl. i've only seen like the first three seasons but every time i see this guy i'm like yes. thank you schmidt. you are funny.

tried to go 2 minutes without talking about him but.... it is toji too. i keep seeing thee softest fanart of him on twt and i just melt every time. like pics of him in big jackets n coats with a massive scarf:(( or with him n mamagumi:(((((((((( idk i think about getting a hug from him and i'm fixed for a while what more could i ask from a comfort character🐱🐱

26. a scenario that you've replayed multiple times?

ok this is the first thing that first came to mind and i think it's so funny so that's the one i'm gonna go with

cue little eight year old mickey right. my family and our relatives were all at our family home, eating breakfast in the big room. there are multiple windows and when you look out you can see the front door right.... remember that. anyway, there's like 15 people in the room bla bla and i was sent to go fetch the fucking newspaper or smth.

so i go outside. and there's Three big steps there. okay another very important fact that i was a very. very very clumsy kid. let's continue. i fall down the three massive steps. of course. bare knees and all, fly right into the asphalt underneath but the thing is... i was clumsy but i wasn't a crier. like i always fell off trees and there literally wasn't a single summer until i was like 16 where my knees were NOT bruised and bloody lmao.

so i'm fine. i just thought it was funny bc c'mon how the fuck do you fall down three steps you know. but then i felt it... the glare........

still sitting on the ground with bloody knees and palms, i slooooowly turn around and find my dad just staring right at me. NOBODY else was looking, only him. he's looking at me and then he just slowly shakes his head......................................... omfggggg brooo don't act like you never did thattt😒😒😒😒 anyway idk why this one is so stuck in my head but i do still think it's so funny it's so stupid like why was he staring??? go help your kidd?????? i mean i was fine i didn't want his help buT IT'S ABOUT THE POINTTT

41. how do you take your coffee?

with milk and sugar hihihii!!! when i go out i usually order a cappuccino or if they have a frappe in the selection i'm getting that!!!

i'm good with it being hot, i'm good with it being lukewarm, i'm good with it being cold - i am not picky!!!!! i'm also not picky over the quality lmao i drink those capsule coffees at home and but i'm super used to the 3in1 drinks too just bc i was drinking a lot of those at work yk

[bow-of-aros]

i have SO MANY THINGS TO SAY

1. richie’s bad parental relationship makes me want to WEEP

2. PAUL AND TED ARE SO GAYYYYY I LOVE THEM

3. you write paul so perfectly, you actually show the asshole side of him that so many people just ignore!!

4. i dont know why but pete pulling richie close when they take a nap at the end literally melted my heart it was so sweet

5. obviously in front of pete and richie, ted and paul will compare their tickles spots and mess with them like older figures do, but when its just the two of them they’ll brag about how amazing their respective younger brother/nephew is its SO SWEET

all in all, that fanfic was so amazing and this family is the greatest thing ever ‼️

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This is beautiful. This is what people should send to authors all the time actually. A numbered list of things you enjoyed about my fic????? What if I just started crying?????? What then????????

Anyways I am so SO glad that you enjoyed the fic I had such a fun time writing it!! Paul and Ted are gay for each other and Richie and Pete are brothers and I love all of them more than anything <333333 Paul is a little bit of an asshole and I think he deserves to be even MORE of an asshole actually. He's Richie's uncle but I think he deserves to exude older sibling energy :))

And God they SO WOULD!! Ted and Paul talk talk about Peter and Richie like they're not in the room and it Kills Them. They start off trying to get their asshole family to shut up and eventually they give up and just groan into couch cushions in pure embarrassment.

When Peter and Richie aren't in the room, Paul and Ted are just so excited and talk about how smart they are and how essentially adopting their respective kid made them and their lives so much better. They like to talk about how their genius brains are going to change the world (Pete through science, Richie through animation are my personal hcs).

Anyways I love them so much they're perfect <33333

[sarahjswift]

You Don't Always Have to Watch Them - IWHAIWSA Chapter 2

Hello everyone! I was originally going to wait until Thursday to post this chapter, but I'm having a pretty crappy Monday and wanted to get this out there. It brings me joy to read other's fanfics and I wondered if this would brighten people's day - plus, I love the validation I get from the comments XD. To everyone struggling with work and most of all school like I am, I sympathize and remember - summer is almost here! I had multiple huge tests today - and this whole week - so good luck to all those who have the same :)

Word Count: 2.7k (it's a long one!)

Warnings: Light Smut, Language

Tag List <3 : @backtobl4ck, @blue-bird17, @renxzs, and @aelinchocolatelover. These are my amazing wonderful tag listers - just let me know if you'd like to be added!

I hope you all enjoy this chapter <333333 Have an amazing Monday!!

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Only the intense sunlight streaming in through the bay windows managed to wake Aelin up at 8 in the morning. She groaned and rolled over, tugging her sheets over her head as her mind began to register. With a start, she sat up as she remembered the events of the previous day. 

There was an extremely hot man living literally right next door who was the father to her daughter’s new best friends. No biggie. Not a big deal. 

“Gods,” she muttered as she hopped out of bed. No use trying to sleep now. She crept across her room to her bathroom, careful not to wake Eve, and switched on the lights. Blinking at the harshness of it, she stared at herself in the mirror. She sported purple smudges, bedhead, and red splotches on her cheek from where the pillow was. Great. 

After a quick shower, Aelin brushed her hair back into a braid and pulled on her swimsuit before slipping into her favorite sundress - a perfect sky blue dress that was tight on her chest and waist and ended with a flowy skirt. She spritzed on some of her Gucci perfume - the perfume Eve liked to call “Mommy’s fancy scent” because she so rarely used it - in the scent of “lemon verbena”.  Some mascara and subtle lipstick and she was ready for the day. 

There was no reason why Aelin was getting so fancy and dressed up. Not at all. “And it doesn’t,” she scolded herself in the mirror, “have to do with Eve’s playdate later.” 

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“Mommy, I want a popsicle,” Eve whined, dragging her feet through the hallway. She was in her swimsuit all geared up for a breakfast at the pool in her purple swimsuit and floaties, googles plastered to her head. She looked absolutely adorable, and Aelin’s heart strained every time she looked at her daughter. 

“Sweetie, can I get a picture, please?” Aelin asked, choosing to ignore her kid’s earlier request. Eve frowned and shook her head, stamping her foot. “Please, Eve. Just one for Dad?”

Aelin tried not to let her hurt show as Eve’s face lit up and she beamed, posing in the hallway. She snapped a quick photo and sent it to Sam before tucking the phone in her tote bag and continuing down the hall. 

“You can’t have a popsicle, but there will be pancakes at breakfast.” Aelin took her daughter’s small, slightly sticky hand and smiled down at Eve. “And we’ll have ice cream later.”

“Thank you Mommy,” Eve squealed, giving her mother a side hug. 

They reached the pool and Aelin sighed with delight at the sight of the pristine resort, facing a view of the ocean far below. The pool was massive, with a diving board and water slides, and the area was decorated with picnic tables decked with food. Families milled about, adults chatting as they ate and kids playing happily in the pool.

“Isn’t this just beautifu-” Aelin’s statement was interrupted by Eve’s screech of delight and she watched with alarm as her daughter raced through the crowd, arms flung out to see-

Lilly and Henri, running toward her with beams on their faces, and Rowan, following close behind with a focused expression on his face as he struggled to keep up with his kids. At the sight of him, her heart dropped - and when he noticed her, his face went slack. She forced a smile on her face and walked toward them. 

“I thought we weren’t seeing you until this afternoon!” she greeted the family - or rather, Rowan, who was the only one listening. The kids had already headed toward the mountains of food in the corner. 

“Guess we had the same idea.” Rowan’s gaze flicked between her lips and back to her eyes and Aelin felt her heartbeat grow faster. She took a short breath and cleared her throat, motioning toward the pool. 

“Are you going to swim?”

“If the kids are, yeah.” 

Aelin raised an eyebrow. “Rowan. You do realize that there are like five lifeguards on their shift right now? You don’t have to constantly watch them.”

Something flickered behind his beautiful eyes. “It’s fine. It makes me feel better.” 

“Well…,” Aelin began, stepping closer. “While the kids eat we could swim. They’re fine and safe out of the water, right?”

“Depends on who you ask,” Rowan snorted, but when Aelin took one step closer he nodded. “Alright. Let’s swim.” 

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Aelin had never felt more scandalous as the moment she pulled off her sundress to reveal her swimsuit, the same one from yesterday. It wasn’t skimpy - she wouldn’t wear that with her kid present - but it was very flattering on her figure. She locked eyes with Rowan as she stepped out of her flip-flops and he pulled off his shirt. An image flashed before her of him doing the exact same thing later, but they were alone with no kids, no adults. In a bedroom. 

“Do you think the water will be cold?” Rowan asked as they neared the pool. 

“I kind of hope so,” Aelin laughed, shading her eyes from the hot morning sun beating down on them. 

They neared the deep end and paused there, waiting to see what the other would do. “Are you going to go in, or just stand there all day?” she teased. Rowan gave her a challenging grin that made her want to blush like a teenager and she watched in delight as he took two steps back and then made a running dive into the pool. 

She clapped her hands, laughing as he came up. His hair was plastered to his face and he swept it back, motioning with a hand for her to come into the pool. “Oh Gods no,” she said breathlessly. He raised an eyebrow and climbed up the ladder again. She watched, confused, as he walked over to her, dripping water, and grabbed her arm. 

Even soaking wet, his hand was warm and she hoped he couldn’t feel her pulse jump under his grasp. She took shallow breaths as he pulled her to him, maintaining intense eye contact as he gently pulled her forward, forward - 

Before she knew it, Aelin had plunged into the icy pool, Rowan’s hand remaining steady on her arm. She squealed like a child and felt her feet hit the bottom. Forcing her eyes open, she saw Rowan counting down with his hands. At his signal, they both pushed off and shot up into the air. 

Aelin couldn’t breath from her laughter, and to her delight Rowan was hooting loudly, his face lit into brilliancy with joy and humor. He was so beautiful like that he took her breath away, and she didn’t have control over her body as she leaned forward and -

Fuck, fuck! Her high was wearing off and she couldn’t kiss him but her movement had been obvious and Rowan was surveying her, wide-eyed. In the split second she had to decide, she lifted up her head and pressed her lips to his forehead. His skin was warm under her lips, and her eyes may or may not have closed briefly before she pulled back. 

Rowan was watching her, his eyes darkening, and she felt his hands on her shoulders tense, saw his whole body tense.  As if a nightmare, he released her and slowly swam away, toward the ladder. Aelin watched him go, toward his children, before sinking underwater, the sting of rejection and mortification overwhelming her. She squeezed her eyes shut as the tears threatened to fall before pushing up again, determined to keep her head high and go take care of her daughter. 

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Two crying kids were just what Rowan needed to solidify this absolutely perfect day. Apparently Lilly and Henri were so upset over being “torn away” from Eve they took it upon themselves to cry hysterically as Rowan dragged them to the playground. Now that they had finally calmed down, he watched them from a bench as they played tag with the other kids at the playground. 

His jaw was clenched so tight he was sure his teeth were going to fall out as his mind replayed the dreaded event over and over again. He was such a fucking idiot. The most dazzling woman he’d ever seen had kissed him - on the forehead, but whatever - and he’d gaped at her like an idiot and then swam away. 

It didn’t even register in his mind that Aelin hadn’t kissed him on the mouth - her lips had sent such shocks of electricity through him that she might as well have. But in the moment, when he felt like he could collapse, Lyria and the events of the past two years had flashed through his mind and he couldn’t help his horror. 

Rowan couldn’t, wouldn’t, go through what he had with Lyria again - for his heart, yes, but mostly for his children. Their divorce had been so ugly, and the events before that so miserable, he was sure Henri and Lilly were scarred for life. 

As if on cue, his phone erupted with a call from his ex-wife, her smiling profile filling the screen. He glared down at his phone, debating whether or not to answer, before finally picking up. It’d be more trouble than it was worth. 

“Hello?” Rowan felt his stomach drop at the sound of her voice in his ear - sweet like honey, just as he’d fallen in love with her ten years ago at twenty. 

“What do you want,” he gritted out.

“C’mon, honey. I just want to talk to them. Give me five minutes, I promise I’ll-”

“You’ll what? Convince them to come visit you and make me give up this vacation to go watch them?”

He could feel Lyria’s leash slip and her annoyance filled her voice. “Gods, you don’t need to watch them all the fucking time when they’re with me! I’m their gods-damned mother!”

“Based on the way you treated me in the seven years we were married, I’d say I have pretty good reason to watch them,” Rowan snarled. All the events of the day caught up to him and he began pacing around the bench. 

“Oh my fucking Gods. You’re just mad because I’m the only woman who ever thought you weren’t perfect and I told you so and so you’re pissed-”

“Fucking tearing me down every day in front of my children and slapping me during fights is what happened. Not the gaslighting shit you spun for the judge. Save it.”

“Look, my prison time is almost up and then I’ll be on parole. If you’d just-”

At her words, Rowan’s head and stomach emptied out. Lyria would be out of prison soon - on parole? Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. 

“I’m not listening to this shit. I’m going back to my vacation with my children, whom you have no right to see.” Rowan near-shouted, hanging up the phone. He threw it onto the ground forcefully, blowing out a breath of relief as it bounced harmlessly off of some moss. 

He turned again toward his children, who were obliviously playing hide-and-seek. Collapsing onto the bench, he closed his eyes and focused again on the static electricity from before. 

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Rowan: I’m sorry. I had a really toxic ex-wife and I just got reminded of it. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. I’m a bad person. 

Aelin: *typing*

Aelin: It’s ok

Aelin: I shouldn’t have violated that. It’s not what I’m trying to teach Eve. I need to respect personal space

Rowan: Well if that’s the case I’ve been not…great in that department either haha

Aelin: oh?

Aelin: I don’t remember that, mr. perfect. When was this shocking event?

Rowan: *typing*

Rowan: earlier. When I grabbed you at the pool. 

Aelin: *typing*

Aelin: That’s alright. I liked it

Aelin: i liked it a lot haha

Rowan: *typing*

Rowan: and I liked everything that happened after that. 

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Aelin stared down at her phone screen. It was ten pm and Eve was long asleep, leaving Aelin sitting alone in her room watching YouTube, before Rowan had texted. Now, they were engaged in a very steamy phone conversation. 

She leaned against the cool wall, breathing deep, knowing that he was on the other side of the plywood. Her phone dinged and she eagerly looked down - and let out an involuntary groan. 

Rowan had sent her the world’s most adorable picture - a selfie of him in a large hoodie, giving the camera a thumbs-up and tired smile. Henri and Lilly were sleeping on either side of him, covered in blankets. 

Aelin felt her mind overload with the absolute cuteness of it and without thinking she saved the photo to her phone. For his profile picture, she told herself. 

Well, now she had to send him one back. She frowned down at herself - her hair was unbrushed and she was in sweats, but oh well. She held up her phone camera and threw a thumbs-up - as he had - at the camera, pouting her lips in a cute expression. 

Aelin: *attached image*

Aelin: my kid is in her room so i’m alone and not as cute but

Rowan: you’re adorable 

Aelin: i know 

Rowan: of course you do

Aelin: 😘

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Aelin was the most gods-damned beautiful woman Rowan had ever seen. He peered down at the photo she’d sent, eyes drinking in her allure. Even dressed down, she was breathtaking. 

He looked down at his children and slowly stood up, carrying them to their rooms. He stood there in the small living room for half a second before making up his mind. 

Meet me in the hallway, he texted Aelin before rushing toward the door. Before lurching it open like he longed to do, he checked his reflection in his phone camera. He looked tired and his hair was a mess, but - too late now. 

He opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. Aelin had read the message, and he could hear her footsteps from their room. His heart was in his throat as Aelin opened the door, walking toward him. In sweatpants and a hoodie, she looked as stunning as in her bikini. 

“Rowan?” she breathed, eyes wide. Rowan knew his eyes were probably nearly black but he couldn’t help himself as he reached around Aelin and shut both of their room doors. Aelin tracked every movement and pivoted her whole body to face him as he drew closer. 

“Aelin,” he began. His voice failed him and he gazed into the eyes of a goddess, trying to convey what he wanted. From what happened next, he was pretty sure she had gotten the message. 

Aelin drew in a sharp breath and slid her hand up his arm, leaving hot fire in its wake. Her hand slid up, up until she was cupping his cheek. Rowan leaned into it, not breaking her gaze. Aelin’s eyes were almost heavy-lidded now, and she took her other hand to pull Rowan to her. 

Rowan felt her lean into him, but he stood just taller than her that her nose bumped his jawline. He closed his eyes as he felt her press kisses along his jaw, taunting. She looked up at him with those damn eyes, and that’s when his control broke. 

With a snarl, he gripped her chin and drew his lips to hers, relief filling him as she tightened her hold against his neck. Without breaking the kiss, he turned so she was up against the wall, leaving her to his mercy. Aelin opened her mouth to him and he stifled a groan as their tongues brushed. 

Rowan moved his hands under her sweatshirt, finding with delight there was nothing but bare skin under it. He broke the kiss and pressed his lips to her neck, his hands stroking her waist, her sharp breaths like a melody. She plunged her hands into his hair, running her fingers through it, and there was nothing, nobody like her, and her scent was filling his nose and he was going to explode and -

Aelin froze and Rowan stiffened too as they both heard the sound of children’s footsteps. Hissing, Aelin moved away from him and swiftly moved back into her room. He felt the loss of her heat like someone had dumped a bucket of ice-cold water on him, but he just gritted his teeth and walked back into his room, locking the door behind him.