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Rowaelin Mouse Pad, Throne of Glass, To Whatever End, Fireheart, Rowan Whitethorn, Aelin Galathynius, SJ Maas, Bookish Office Decor ThePurpleCourt. In that case, for my birthday Id like to go back to sleep., When Princess Aelin Ashryver Galathynius agrees to an arranged marriage to save her country from economic ruin, she was completely prepared to marry a stranger. Absentmindedly, she traced the pad of her opposite thumb gingerly across the raised, tender scar, blinking at the twinge of pain. Its been years since the war, now Rowan and Aelin have married, ruling Terrasen in sync. From the bottoms of our hearts, thank you all so much for your participation so far. CW: A whole lot of banter, swearing and smut. Her thigh had appeared, a slit up to her pubic bone and she loved the expression her father had worn as he saw the bruises and hickeys littering the skin there. She should be able to do all that by herself, without help. like is it cheating if neither party cares? -Create fanworks of any kind (fanfiction, fanart, playlists, headcanons, or anything else you can think of!) Feyre, Rhysand and the Inner Circle find out about another world. thank you so much x, Prompt: Aelin gets hurt and Rowan gets protective. Or maybe you are a creator looking for ideas on our precious Rowaelin? She murmured how she could see the appeal of dark hair, how it would offset her skin in a more interesting way than white. Anyway, kissies all around- Magee, -------------------------------------------------------------------. ! Not days later, tragic news comes. She has it all except her partner in crime, the halo to her horns, the smile to her frown, the noise to silence, the heat to her cold. It wasnt much longer before Rowans own fingers trailed lower, slipping between her legs and then into her. This tag belongs to the Additional Tags Category. I shrieked waving my arms around and I was dropped softly onto the bed. It had started as the idea of taking photos from backstage watching as her friends made faces as they shook her fathers hand and capturing the moment. Rowan didnt know her name, but she lived across the hall from him in apartment 2B. Its been a long ass time since she thought her father was a decent human, since she thought the world was a good place to live in. This is a crossover between 2 existing books series, I recommend reading both the Throne of Glass series and the a Court of Thorns and Roses series entirely before readi A story where Sam never died and now he is going to see Aelin, the new queen of Terrasen, and tell her he's alive. Simple! ! 2. But none so well guarded as that of her and Rowan. Mean and beautiful, as per usual. Please stay tuned for details on that! Prompts should be relatively general, so that they spark maximum creativity in multiple forms! God. Its weird to think that a little over six months ago, Aelin was standing on stage, trying to get the audience to listen to them as they played, and now, she cant even go to her favorite gym anymore Its weird how having everyone suddenly know your name makes you irrevocably and undeniably alone. In the middle of the dance floor, bewitching the entire club population with the fluidity of her movements, with the effortlessly sexy persona she creates, with the sexuality that oozes out of her. The employee she had been firing looked bewildered, and not at all scared until she showed him the concealed-carry permit she had. She writhed beneath the broad shoulders of her boyfriend, willing him to grant her what she so desperately needed. Rowan Whitehorn had been bad fucking news when he was high school, hed seen Aelin, in all her blonde-haired, blue-gold-eyed glory and needed no more convincing. Aelin enjoys being ravished by her Cadre and it's basically a sensual sex party starring Aelin, Fenrys, Rowan, & Lorcan. when Aelin and her court encounters a valg and gets hurt , Fenrys takes them to his home to heal them and meets them to his mate. Work Search: No doubt will she crave the laughter and shouting that erupted so frequently in the castle the past two weeks since the end of the war. Hope you have as much fun as we do! An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works Rowan was an author of epic fantasy, the gritty you have to be fully awake to keep track of kind. From taking pictures of Fenrys and complimenting his figure in the suit he was wearing it became Rowan murmuring how that night was going to end if she didnt change her attitude towards his friends. It's a great place, really. Which she would if they didnt make it in time. trigger warnings: language, sexual shit, mentions of cheating, mentions of drugs. Finally, Part 8 is here!!!! Then she sat through other speeches until finally, it was time to graduate. the staghorn mountains, almost christmas. Tracking: #usernay trigger warnings: language, drinking, explicit sex, really fucking filthy smut y'all. Hot New # 1. The pain served as a reminder that she remained in the world, alive and whole and healing, even if the other person who had been in the car with her wasnot. Details coming soon! His fingers drove into her, the lewd noises of her pussy drawing them in filling her ears, making her moan. And it was the fact of her reason that made her feel so much worse, she was avoiding spending time at home because ever since her father had died, her mother had brought home increasingly old men, with increasingly deep pockets. Hello, all! The chain ends there, the bad boy and the bad girl (existing because of issues they are aware of and refuse to accept) teach their kids (or refuse to bring kids into a world like the one they live in) how to treat people and how to be a person (not a monster). They wake up to find themselves somewhere else. hey @morganofthewildfire could you add anything you have on your brilliant google doc list to this? She had bowed deep, sending a wink to Rowan who has, alongside his Cadre, on his feet whistling and cheering and winking back at her. She was twelve years, seven months, and two days old when she finally had her childhood tinted glasses removed, when the truth became apparent to her. She shouldnt need a man to help clear the storm and protect her. If you are a creator, and you use one of the prompts here - wonderful! a secret we cant keep - rowaelin month day twenty-seven. thank you x. Anyway, I super adore this one and only have one more scene to finish for SU so I hope that will be out soon! Rowan Whitehorn had been the person who wrecked Aelin, torn her in half and then stitched her back together, but then ripped all the stitches out. Prompt: Rowaelin Twitter fued Funny, shady and petty tweets. And, when she was better, she would remember who that person was, and she would personally send them a letter detailing how she was better than them, and how she had broken, beaten, and absolutely smashed their world record out of the fucking park. tag list: @live-the-fangirl-life @rowaelinismyotp @rowanaelin @fireheartwhitethorn4ever @themoonthestarsthesuriel. Aelin deems her wallowing over, deems her sadness long since passed. She had stepped up to that stage, ready to face the man who had made her and steal all that his heart could give her from his hands. Moments like when you realise that just because a person means more to you than anybody else in the world it doesnt mean you are anything more than something to pass the time to them, moments that rip you apart, tear you down, leave you stranded in the middle of an ocean storm with no boat. Frustrated and in need of a break, Aelin orders Rowan to do his job and consort with his Queen. Prompt: Hi I have a prompt :) a few years after the war aelin finds out she's pregnant and Rowan freaks out because of lyria when she tells him but happy ending. While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. Well reblog prompts and answered prompts to this blog and our main blogs, so please share this with everyone! To tease. Until finally it was time to be on that stage and say fuck you to the life her father had made for her. The nights in bed where they said everything and nothing, hushed words and laughing whispers, hoping to the Gods they wouldnt get found out. The feeling of having Rowan so close, of being enveloped by his scent, already set every single one of her nerves alight first thing in the morning. In the meantime, prompt submissions are still open. Her friend grabbed her bag and pulled her inside the comfort . Read it on AO3!. consequences of regrets - rowaelin month day twenty-nine. All she wanted to scream at him was to drive faster and faster. Almost subconsciously, her body arched harder into his, rasping his name and tangling her fingers into his hair. SJM, Nessian, Elorcan, Theories. ao3 || masterlist || rowaelin month '21 masterlist prompt: songfic. Drawing in a deep breath, she wishes for the distinct pine and snow scent of him and nothing else in the universe to flood her senses, but after six years of wear and abuse, the scent has long since faded. And then were here for not five minutesfive minutes before you get into a magic fight with her mother and nearly run off with the princess. Submit all your Rowaelin prompts and ideas here and see what gets created! To whatever end.". And they lived happily ever after, if you will, to complete their once upon a time of there was a bad boy and a good girl. Characters inspired by Aelin and Rowan from Throne of Glass series by Sarah J. Maas. smut+fluff, angst+fluff, etc) Multichapters have a different category regardless of their content. She understood the problems, he knew how to fix the problems: the dream team. above and beyond - rowaelin month day six. Moved to teeth against necks and pulse points, digging into fragile skin and blood beading and red-stained lips and the taste of copper in their mouths. High quality Rowaelin Quote-inspired gifts and merchandise. I wrote you a Christmas card 15 years ago confessing my feelings. She, a broke college student who hadnt been to the gym since high school, she, an incredibly ill person rushing for a toilet to throw up over. This tag has not been marked common and can't be filtered on (yet). My. Her mother had stuck Aelin in the back seat, surrounded by boxes and suitcases and driven the hour it took to arrive at her uncle Gavriels house. Fingertips grazing her slit, her bare cunt, and sweet reprimands about how it was such inappropriate behaviour for such a proper occasion. That was the last time Aelin had saw her cheating, back-stabbing bastard of a father (until her high school graduation, where he offered a free education to her in a mocking tone and she accepted just so she could fuck with him, massively)/. But its also your birthday., Rowan blinked, leveling a stare at his wife as she straddled his waist. Feel free to share and use these for anything that comes to mind! And the bartender said this was for you too. The belief that anything was possible, the belief that magic existed if only you looked hard enough, that love was real. Were looking forward to seeing your suggestions! You have been in the bathroom a bit too long.. I do not own Throne of Glass or any other of Sarah J. Maas books. As her father continued to talk beyond a socially acceptable length of time, Rowans hands had crept up her leg, the slit in the dress being of great use to herand him. His muscles are barely strained as he carries her to his tent, lays her on his Spartan bedding. Something about narrowing her eyes, wrinkling her nose that little bit, and channelling all the hate and anger and dislike and distrust and (just in general) horrible feelings his way, satisfied a deep and yawning hunger inside of her.

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