The Altar Is My Hips

The altar is my hips…

Religion's in your lips, even if it's a false god.

Easier Than Lying: Please delete all reblogs

(Sorry, I'm getting more obnoxious because I'm not sure many people have been able to see my post!)

Essentially, I am turning ETL into an original novel, and I have to scrub the internet of all evidence of the fanfiction. I'll be reaching out to everyone individually as well, but it would mean the world to me if you could take the time to delete any reblogs of the story.

Having the fic around could really hurt my chances of being able to publish my book, which I have been pouring my heart into for nearly two years now. Please, please, please, I am begging for your help.

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(ETL Taglist below the fold)

If you already deleted yours, I'm so sorry to bother you with the tag! I tried to delete some of people I know have done it, but I might have missed some.

@hellasblessed *  @cretaceous-therapod  @morganofthewildfire  @superspiritfestival   @rowaelinsdaughter  @elentiyawhitethorn @rubyriveraqueen  @charlizeed  @stardelia  @rowaelinrambling  @aelinfirehecrt  @swankii-art-teacher  @violet-mermaid7  @autumnbabylon  @whoever-you-choose-to-love  @cookiemonsterwholovesbooks  @rowaelinismyotp  @larisssss  @vasudharaghavan  @fireheart-violet    @scarblx *  @the-key-to-me-myself-and-i  @whimsicallyreading  @hiimheresworld *  @emilyoftheshadows @kbakery @alli-gi-art  @whispers-in-the-darkest-heart  @thegreyj   @everenvacker  @throneofus7 @earthtolinds

I think the spicy scenes are somehow part of their story, how their connection grows from physical intimacy to emotional intimacy

I love seeing posts from people being worried about how spicy the rwrb movie will be because the book was "so explicit"... meanwhile I listened to most of the book as an audio book during my breaks in uni or on public transport while keeping a straight face all the time... It doesn't seem that explicit to me but I don't know if it is just because of all the fanfiction I've read 🙃🙃🙃

The colors 🥹

sweet baby angel

“Aw, sick, dude 🤟🏽”

Henry pouring his hoe heart in his emails:

Alex (screaming inside) reading the paragraphs:

I love this!!

Hi!! Can I request the bat boys snapping at the reader for no reason/not her fault and then they realize they made a mistake and try to make it up to her (I kinda love groveling…)

How the batboys apologize after hurting your feelings…

Rhysand

It was after a day in the Court of Nightmares

It always stressed him out, but this time, it was particularly bad.

He hated who he had to become with each visit to the Hewn City—the persona he had to take on.

He didn’t say a word when he arrived home, which worried you immediately.

You went to him, and as soon as you reached to hug him he hissed, “Don’t touch me.”

You jumped at his tone, unable to hide the tears forming in your eyes.

His expression dropped as he realized what he’d done, but you left the room before he could apologize.

He left you alone for a couple of hours, cooking dinner for the two of you.

He apologized at the table, voice cracking in pain at what he’d done to you.

When the two of you went to bed that night, he held you tightly, whispering apologies and sweet nothings over and over.

The next morning when you woke up, there were flowers on the bed, and breakfast was waiting downstairs.

Rhys was in the kitchen only wearing an apron.

Cassian

The two of you were sparring.

Cassian had always been hard on you when it came to training. He pushed you to be the best you could.

But he went too far, this time.

You were panting, sweaty, and exhausted, but Cassian was relentless.

You hunched over, hands on your knees as you tried to catch your breath.

Cassian told you, without thinking, “You’ll never be good enough if you keep giving up.”

He had meant it to be motivational, but Cassian, ever the charmer, said it quite harshly.

As Cassian saw your teary-eyed expression, a string of curses fell from his lips. “Shit, baby, I...”

You ignored Cassian, and wordlessly retreated to your room, tears streaming down your face.

He found you in the bathtub, wings drooping behind him. He grabbed a wash cloth, silently wiping away the grime and sweat from your body, kissing any exposed skin he could reach.

He muttered countless apologies, telling you how stupid he is, and how scared he is to lose you.

Later, he apologized with his tongue, his hands, his…well, you get it.

Azriel

At first, he hadn’t even realized he hurt your feelings.

In truth, it wasn’t a huge deal, but you’d been telling him about a book you were reading, excitement lining your face and words.

You’d thought he was listening, until he turned and said, “I’m busy.”

The words stung, but you nodded, quietly leaving his study.

Azriel was confused when you didn’t re-emerge from your shared room that evening. He found you in bed, wrapped in the blankets, your book in hand.

“What chapter are you on?” He asked, curious as he climbed in bed beside you.

“Not like you’d care,” you muttered, annoyed as you turned away from him.

His brows furrowed in confusion, but then a long sigh left him as he realized. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart,” he murmured, pulling you against his chest.

He peppered your neck and shoulder with kisses, murmuring words of comfort and apology.

He also apologized with his tongue between your legs. ANYWAYS

Afterwards, he listened intently as you told him about your book, and the next day, he came home with several more books that you’d been wanting.