Omg How Have I Never Seen This

Omg how have i never seen this

HONESTLY IT WAS JUST SO MUCH FUN 💥🌸🌷🌲☀️⭐️✨🥂🎤🎼🎸🎆🎁🎉🎀💗🇨🇦 Bryan Adams is so 🆒

MY NAMESAKE ILY

Day 3 of Tamlin Week 2023

Title: a sunbeam shining bright into the night

Rating: E

Word Count: 1539

Pairing: Lucien/Tamlin

Main Tags: Calanmai, PWP, pre-acotar

Content warning: none

Summary: After the Great Rite ritual is completed, Tamlin always goes back to the Manor to see if Lucien is waiting for him. This year he is.

My babies 🥺🥺

Aelin and Rowan - Throne of Glass

Artist: @nuri.draws.ua for @dirtydictiondesigns

This post is so sweettttttt ily @aelinchocolatelover ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

Twin Wounds Chapter 8

Hi everyone! I am attempting to follow a schedule; Wednesdays Twin Wounds updates and Fridays IWHAIWSA updates :)

I hope you enjoy this chapter! It's mostly fluff tbh but I was happy to write some of that after the end of last week's chapter...*shudders*

OH PLUS we start to see Aedion + Lysandra....👀👀

I hope everyone enjoys this update! If you have any prompts for Twin Wounds or IWHAIWSA - or honestly a whole new fic/oneshot - just comment it, privately message me or send me a request! :D

Word Count: 1.1k (I'm sorry it's small I just was at a bit of a loss for what to write and really wanted to get something out here for y'all)

Tag List <33: (It's growing! Everyone on here I love + appreciate so so much) @backtobl4ck, @aelinchocolatelover, @renxzs, @blue-bird17, @autumnbabylon, and @luell1q!! @luell1q is our wonderful new addition <33

Warnings: Language and bad writing XD

Enjoy! <33

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“Aedion!” Aelin ran through the lobby and flung herself onto her grinning cousin. She laughed as he twirled her around, joy filling her. 

“Hey, Ae!” he laughed, and Aelin beamed as she looked at him. The male equivalent to her, they had been mistaken as twins as children because of their similarities - their tan skin, golden locks and Ashryver eyes. “How are you doing?”

“Fine,” she said, Aedion setting her down. She took his hand and led him out of the lobby and outside, apparently where the “visiting hours” took place. They both squinted in the sun, and Aelin pointed to the gaggle of people in the distance. “That’s my group over there. I get to miss group therapy today, thank the Gods. You saved me.”

“Can I meet them?” 

Aelin snorted for a second - but at the silence that followed his statement, she whipped her head around to him. “Huh?”

Aedion shrugged. “I wanted to meet the people you have to spend time with every day. And your friends, too.”

Aelin let out a dramatic groan but at her cousin’s raised eyebrow, she sighed and flung an arm over his shoulders, leading him to her group. As they approached, she suddenly felt apprehensive. Would they judge her for the familiarity she had with her cousin? Would Aedion embarrasser her and say something inappropriate?

“Everyone, this is my cousin, Aedion,” she said as they stopped. Her stomach was a flurry of nerves.

“Hello,” Aedion said with his - their - classic Ashryver swagger. “It’s so nice to meet-” he stopped, his face pale as though he had seen a ghost.

“Aedion?” she frowned. “What-” She followed his line of vision and saw his attention focused on Lysandra, the woman giving him a once-over. She inwardly groaned - she should’ve known. His cousin was the master at one-night stands, and she couldn’t count on two hands the amount of girlfriends he’d brought home. Nothing against that, but - 

“Really?” she hissed into his ear. “My therapy friend?”

Lysandra swung her hair over her shoulder and descended to him. Aedion’s eyes tracked her cat-like gait before flicking up to her emerald eyes. The whole group was silent, assessing them as they shook hands. “Nice to meet you…Aedion,” Lysandra purred, batting her eyelashes. Aelin stifled an eye roll as her cousin audibly swallowed.

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The rest of the group was cordial to Aedion, and for some reason - or maybe because of a certain woman - her cousin insisted on spending the morning outside with her therapy group. But when Luca suggested he join them for therapy, even Aedion balked. 

“No way,” Aelin protested. “My cousin will not be joining our trauma dumping. That’s where I draw the line.” 

“It could be good for him to meet Rowan,” Luca shrugged, toying with a piece of his hair. He’d turned tomato red when Aedion had slung an arm around him, and she had a feeling why her group mate was so eager to spend time with her cousin.

“I-I’m not sure that would be best - plus, I’m most likely not even allowed,” Aedion stammered, rubbing the back of his neck.

He wasn’t, in fact, allowed, so the cousins lounged around the sunny area, soaking in the rays. They chatted and caught up, Aedion filling her in about his job on base, Aelin giving him the scoop with the patients. It was a good day, and she felt calm knowing he was near. 

The group was finished with their therapy too soon, and they ate lunch together in the cafeteria. To Aelin’s dismay, her cousin opted to sit next to Lysandra instead of her, leaving her sandwiched between Tiela and Selmer. 

“I know you weren’t allowed to go to therapy, but maybe you could meet Rowan?” Luca said eventually, sipping his peppermint tea. 

“What do you care so much?” Aelin snapped. Aedion shot her a look and said through a mouthful of sandwich; “I’d love to.”

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Aelin didn’t know why she was anxious about her cousin meeting her hot therapist -she just was. She prayed she wasn’t sweating too much as the two made their way to his office, following Luca’s lead. They reached it and Luca knocked on the door. The rumbled “come in” made her heart beat faster. Luca gave them a nod - and a blush for Aedion - before scurrying back down the hall. Aedion gave her an encouraging smile and opened the door.

Rowan was sitting at his desk, hurriedly sweeping something off his desk - the half-eaten remnants of a Wawa BLT and a root beer. Just like me, she thought. It was her favorite lunch - or it used to be. He stood up when he saw them, clearing his throat and adjusting his wrinkled polo shirt. She couldn’t help admiring how the tightness of his clothes showed off his muscles.

“Hey, I’m Aedion,” her cousin said, shaking Rowan’s hand. “I’m Aelin’s cousin.”

“Ah, Aedion,” Rowan said, a light of recognition lighting in his eyes. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Do you know him?” Aelin asked, raising a brow. 

Rowan went beet red. “Erm, he’s…he’s in your file.” She shrugged off what the thought of her “file” did to her and observed his office, tuning out as the two men started in conversation. Except for the mess of his lunch, his office was immaculate. The papers on his desk were organized in multiple stacks, and the barely furnished room was near-sparling. He had a simple computer and a monitor, and one framed photo beside that. For some reason, her heart strained when she looked at it. 

Oh, shush, she chided herself. Of course he has a partner - he’s hot and young. You have no reason to be jealous. 

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Rowan found he liked his patient’s cousin, but he couldn’t help but feel guilty around the man. Aedion obviously loved Aelin, and Rowan knew Aedion would punch him if he ever found out about his creepy crush. It’s be well deserved, too.

To his dismay, Aelin stayed mostly silent as they gathered in his office, the two sitting in folding chairs he’d pulled out. They went through stages of small talk before Aedion asked; “So, how do you think she’s doing?”

Aelin snapped back to reality and whipped her head to her cousin, nostrils flaring. Rowan felt a companionship with the man as Aedion flinched and shrank back in fear - he’d felt that multiple times during their sessions.

“I love if you waited until I was out of the fucking room before you talked about me,” Aelin snarled. 

“Leave, then,” Aedion shot back cockily. Rowan was impressed by the man’s nerve. 

“Fine. I’ll see you in another fucking month when you decide to drop by again,” Aelin near shouted, stomping out of the room. She slammed the door behind her with flourish, and Rowan winced. 

“This is going to sound weird,” Aedion said quietly, drawing Rowan’s attention back to him, “but it’s kind of a relief to see her angry. It’s better than the…shell she was in before.” 

Rowan smiled. “I know the feeling.”

Goals

fuck romeo and juliette i want what these bitches have