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ROWAELIN MONTH: DAY 18

~ Aelin and Hawk Rowan ~

Just something silly and sweet for our beloved otp

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The world passed by in a blur, Kasida’s stride eating up distance over the grassy plain. Each hoof beat resounded through Aelin’s body, the fast paced rhythm creating a symphony that only added to the thrill of the ride. Aelin trusted her steed completely, knowing she had the care for both their safety and avoiding unsteady ground. And they were not alone.  

Rowan swooped, his wing brushing her cheek. As much as she loved the gesture, it was distracting, and Aelin almost missed the turn onto the forest path. Bastard, he was trying to distract her. Kasida slowed just a little, her sure footing not faltering as the path was swarmed with vegetation. Aelin assumed Rowan flew above the trees to avoid entanglement in the branches. Their little race was almost over and she hoped she could rely on the thick, overlapping boughs to help her win. 

An obligation free morning had presented itself and tired of courtly nonsense stealing her away from him, Rowan had insisted they flee the palace. And he always complained about her affinity for dramatics when at times he was equally so. He had told her to dress for riding and meet him at the stables while he would sort out the rest. 

Aelin had taken the time to brush and saddle Kasida herself, basking in the simple and ordinary task. Sometimes it was nice to pretend that she didn’t have the weight of an entire kingdom on her shoulders. It had barely been a year since the war had ended, her country was still rebuilding and there was so much to do. Still, she needed to take time for herself or she might go insane. Aelin had Kasida fully tacked when Rowan appeared, a pack on his shoulder and a wide grin on his face. Then he’d told her to meet him by the stream and shifted. 

To get out of the city Aelin had used a small gate built into the outer wall, only for secret royal usage. Rowan had circled above her while she warmed up her steed, the mare impatient to run. When she was ready, Aelin turned Kasida to follow the edge of the Oakwald. And then they were off, Rowan’s screech of approval echoing. He understood her intention, this would be a race.

He gave another such call now, letting Aelin know he was still wth her. She was almost at the stream. With the thick foliage overhead she might just win. It would be hard for him to find a way through without risk to himself. Her fae senses picked up the sound of the stream, the scent of the damp soil. A few more moments and she’d be there. The trees parted, the stream was in view, and then there was a bright flash of light that had the over excited horse shying in surprise. Rowan stood there, leaning against a tree like he hadn’t a care in the world. 

“I win,” he had the gall to say. 

Aelin was nearly panting as she dismounted. Flames simmered at her fingers, the thrill of the ride and the indignation over what her mate had said only adding to the fire. 

“I was here first,” she protested.

Rowan just smirked at her. “I would say otherwise.”

“Of course you would.”

“Because I won,” Rowan reiterated. 

Aelin groaned in frustration, quickly tending to Kasida so she could graze but not wonder off. Then she was storming over to her husband, embers flying in her wake. 

“You cheated,” she accused. “You tried to distract me.”

Rowan dropped the pack to the grassy floor, standing a little straighter, no longer using the tree to take his ease. “I did no such thing.”

This time Aelin growled at him, baring her pointed canines. Rowan just continued to smirk at her. The insufferable, cheating bastard.

“Fireheart, it was only a little race.” All his words did was antagonise her further.

“It’s never just a little race.”

Rowan chuckled softly. “My apologies, milady. I must have forgotten how competitive you are.”

Aelin was right in front of him now, nearly chest to chest. “Memory problems tend to persist in old age.”

Before Aelin could even think of a new argument, Rowan had reached for her shoulders, and spun them so that her back was against the tree. His body crowded around hers, but Aelin was not ready to give in. She just kept looking up at him, defiance all over her face. 

Her mate ignored every ounce of malice she was sending his way, and lent in closer.  “Are you going to waste our alone time talking?”

There was a hand on her waist, and Aelin couldn’t help but arch into the touch. As it rose higher her breathing quickened at it had nothing to do with the exertion from the ride. Rowan moved closer, his nose brushing against Aelin’s in a teasing gesture. She was about to demand he do something more when he finally kissed her. She surrendered to it, loving the privilege of having Rowan so close. They saw each other every day, but finding time to truly be with each other was hard to find some days. 

She couldn’t help herself though, that fire of mischief still burned. Aelin broke the kiss, taking joy in the annoyance that entered Rowan’s green eyes. “And another thing—“

It seemed Rowan had had enough of her antics because he tugged her against him for another kiss, smothering her laughter. They stayed like that until they were both breathless and the only reason they broke apart was to catch it. Rowan’s hands weren’t idle though, they worked on untucking her shirt from her pants, touching the bare skin on her waist. That let Rowan recover and his breathing evened out, but with each insistent sweep across Aelin’s body her breath was hitching. Especially when those hands moved higher.

“Once upon a time I promised the first time I would take you wouldn’t be against a tree,” Rowan murmured onto the skin of her neck. Then he pulled back, watching Aelin’s face as he pressed into her firmer, so she could feel every hard line of his body. “It’s not the first time, is it?”

Aelin shook her head furiously, anticipation getting the better of her. They kept eye contact as she looped her arms around her neck and Rowan's hands slid down to her thighs. Cheating or not, Rowan had a point. She could argue this again later when they had more time. 

Aelin arched into him, inviting him to take more. “I’m waiting, buzzard.”

Rowan laughed and kissed her again, and this time they didn’t stop until they had both unraveled completely.  

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Hope you enjoyed this little bit of canon silliness

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WIP Wednesday

So I heard a rumor it was WIP Wednesday and although this new WIP is in the super early stages, I thought I'd share a bit of it. It's movie-verse, but with a few elements from the book thrown in to flesh out the details. The girl we see in the movie, at the New Year's party, but her name is mentioned in the book. Working title: "green dress girl" and dedicated to my friend Hannah who asked for this girl's POV.

It's New Years Eve, and Amber Forrester has an invite to the hottest party of the year. She bought a new metallic green dress for the occasion that looks amazing on her, if she does say so herself. Her dark hair is swept up in a braid, and she’d had her makeup done professionally. It’s not just any New Year’s party, after all. The Young America New Year's Eve Gala is super exclusive and filled with anyone who’s anyone. The party is hosted by Alex Claremont-Diaz, First Son of the US and America’s heartthrob. Amber had met him when she did her summer internship.

Tagging literally anyone who wants to participate. I know Wednesday is almost over for most, and long over for others, but time is a construct, and as such, "WIP Wednesday" is a state of mind. Don't let that calendar/clock tell you what to do.

@inexplicablymine @cricketnationrise @daisymae-12 @heartitinthesilence @orchidscript

listen I was just telling my friend that so many parts of miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince are so Alex and Henry

1. the title of the song duh

2. You know I adore you, I'm crazier for you fhan I was at 16, lost in a film scene, waving homecoming queens, marching band playing ~ henry literally in love with Alex for years

3. no cameras catch my pageant smile, I counted days, I counted miles to see you there, to see you there ~ the whole scenes of them trying to see each other, keeping their relationship under wraps

4. It's been a long time coming, but it's you and me, that's my whole world ~ very end speech coded and also the whole bea and alex scene on I will love him on purpose, alex asking henry that he'll only leave if he tells him too, the dance in v and a scene, karaoke scene SO MUCH AAH

5. you play stupid games, you win stupid prizes ~ entire polo scene, like their competitiveness which is so canon

6. We're so sad, we paint the town blue, voted most likely to run away with you ~ do i need to elaborate the times they have run towards each other

7. leave with my head hung, you are the only one who seems to care ~ henry caring about Alex's family problems, the moment when he got vulnerable (also the turkey scene lowkey cause only henry listened to the whinings of Alex)

8. And now the storm is coming, but It's you and me, that's my whole world ~ them fighting together against media when elevator pictures got leaked, faking it but they are in it together

9. And I don't want you to (go), I don't really wanna (fight)

'Cause nobody's gonna (win), I think you should come home

And I don't want you to (go), I don't really wanna (fight)

'Cause nobody's gonna (win), I think you should come home

And I don't want you to (go), I don't really wanna (fight)

'Cause nobody's gonna (win), just thought you should know

And I'll never let you (go) 'cause I know this is a (fight)

That someday we're gonna (win)~ DO I NEED TO EXPLAIN THE BRIDGE

10. It's you and me, that's my whole world They whisper in the hallway, "She's a bad, bad girl" She's a bad, bad girl ~ they are both bad girl coded, cause the banter but ughhh it's kinda alex for me

BUT PLEASE SCREAM WITH ME THANK YOU SO MUCH

I'm kinda sad and surprised that we got an entire movie both men and women thirsting over ACD and yet no fanfic writers decided to write a jealous, possessive and proud boyfriend Henry fic yet.

The entire book was about Alex feeling jealous and smug to have Henry as his. I wanna read about Henry's smugness too. Especially after seeing how the entire movie everyone was trying to throw themselves at ACD.